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That and no more,  and it is everything. If I succeed, you shall find  there, according to your deserts, encouragement,  consolation, fear, charm, all you demand--and, perhaps,  also that glimpse of truth for which you have forgotten to ask.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJoseph Conrad \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cafmkpayuoo6eriug7it0.png'\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.kylezabelny.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/attention-deficit-disorder.jpeg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lavender\u003EPerhaps the cause of our contemporary pessimism is our tendency to view history as a turbulent stream of conflicts – between individuals in economic life, between groups in politics, between creeds in religion, between states in war. This is the more dramatic side of history; it captures the eye of the historian and the interest of the reader.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E But if we turn from that Mississippi of strife, hot with hate and dark with blood, to look upon the banks of the stream, we find quieter but more inspiring scenes: women rearing children, men building homes, peasants drawing food from the soil, artisans making the conveniences of life, statesmen sometimes organizing peace instead of war, teachers forming savages into citizens, musicians taming our hearts with harmony and rhythm, scientists patiently accumulating knowledge, philosophers groping for truth, saints suggesting the wisdom of love.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E History has been too often a picture of the bloody stream. The history of civilization is a record of what happened on the banks.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWill Durant ,The story of Civilization \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cafmkpayuoo6eriug7it0.png'\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/5\/92\/282\/92282981_25_Fotograf_Hossein_Zare.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gainsboro\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=oldlace\u003EI felt more keenly than before the need of a philosophy that would do justice to the infinite vitality of nature. In the inexhaustible activity of the atom, in the endless resourcefulness of plants, in the teeming fertility of animals, in the hunger and movement of infants, in the laughter and play of children, in the love and devotion of youth, in the restless ambition of fathers and the lifelong sacrifice of mothers, in the undiscourageable researches of scientists and the sufferings of genius, in the crucifixion of prophets and the martyrdom of saints — in all things I saw the passion of life for growth and greatness, the drama of everlasting creation. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003EI came to think of myself, not as a dance and chaos of molecules, but as a brief and minute portion of that majestic process... I became almost reconciled to mortality, knowing that my spirit would survive me enshrined in a fairer mold... and that my little worth would somehow be preserved in the heritage of men. In a measure the Great Sadness was lifted from me, and, where I had seen omnipresent death, I saw now everywhere the pageant and triumph of life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWill Durant,Transition \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=mistyrose\u003EPerhaps our supercilious disgust with existence is a cover for a secret disgust with ourselves; we have botched and bungled our lives, and we cast the blame upon the environment or the world, which have no tongues to utter a defense. The mature man accepts the natural limitations of life; he does not expect Providence to be prejudiced in his favor; he does not ask for loaded dice to play the game of life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  He knows, with Carlyle, that there is no sense in vilifying the sun because it will not light our cigars. And perhaps, if we are clever enough to help it, the sun will even do that; and this vast neutral cosmos may turn out to be a pleasant place enough if we bring a little sunshine of our own to help it out. In truth, the world is neither with us or against us; it is but raw material in our hands, and can be heaven or hell according to what we are. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWill Duran, The Story of Philosophy\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=mintcream\u003EAnd last are the few whose delight is in meditation and understanding; who yearn not for goods, nor for victory, but for knowledge; who leave both market and battlefield to lose themselves in the quiet clarity of secluded thought; whose will is a light rather than a fire, whose haven is not power but truth: these are the men of wisdom, who stand aside unused by the world. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWill Durant, The Story of Philosophy\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cafmkpayuoo6eriug7it0.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img594.imageshack.us\/img594\/3983\/child004.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge crimson\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003ELove one another. My final lesson of history is the same as that of Jesus. You may think that's a lot of lollipop but just try it. Love is the most practical thing in the world. If you take an attitude of love toward everybody you meet, you'll eventually get along.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWill Durant\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cafmkpayuoo6eriug7it0.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-cj9TRjwfjoM\/Tq08ctl500I\/AAAAAAAAA0c\/cnsVnly8MKU\/s1600\/girl+and+stars.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"600\"width=\"520\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EHow, then, shall we face the future? When the sailor is out on the ocean, when everything is changing all around him, when the waves are born and die, he does not stare down into the waves, because they are changing. He looks up at the stars. Why? 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Human life was to put itself at the service of culture because only thus would it become charged with value. 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src='http:\/\/media-cache-ec3.pinterest.com\/upload\/37014028156950804_lk3b91ed_c.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"670\"width=\"430\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe tone of voice\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003E Author unknown\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EIt's not so much what your say\u003Cbr\u003EAs the manner in which you say it;\u003Cbr\u003EIt's not so much the language you use\u003Cbr\u003EAs the tone in which you convey it;\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003E\"Come here!\" I sharply said,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the child cowered and wept.\u003Cbr\u003E\"Come here,\" I said -\u003Cbr\u003EHe looked and smiled\u003Cbr\u003EAnd straight to my lap he crept.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003E may be mild and fair\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the tone may pierce like a dart;\u003Cbr\u003EWords may be soft as the summer air\u003Cbr\u003EBut the tone may break my heart;\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EFor words come from the mind\u003Cbr\u003EGrow by study and art-\u003Cbr\u003EBut tone leaps from the inner self\u003Cbr\u003ERevealing the state of the heart.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWhether you know it or not,\u003Cbr\u003EWhether you mean or care,\u003Cbr\u003EGentleness, kindness, love, and hate,\u003Cbr\u003EEnvy, anger, are there.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EThen, would you quarrels avoid\u003Cbr\u003EAnd peace and love rejoice?\u003Cbr\u003EKeep anger nor only out of your words -\u003Cbr\u003EKeep it out of your voice."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8771081504372045656\/comments\/default","title":"Post 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William Jordan,"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/farm3.staticflickr.com\/2062\/2153047151_9f720bb561_b.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe man who is calm does not selfishly isolate himself from the world, for he is intensely interested in all the concerns the welfare of humanity. His calmness is but a Holy of Holies into which he can retire from the world to get strength to live in the world. He realizes that the full glory of individuality, the crowning of his self-control is the majesty of calmness.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003ECalmness is the rarest quality in human life. It is the poise of a great nature, in harmony with itself and its ideals. It is the moral atmosphere of a life self-centered, self-reliant, and self-controlled. Calmness is singleness of purpose, absolute confidence, and conscious power, ready to be focused in an instant to meet any crises.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=papayawhip\u003ECalmness comes from within. It is the peace and restfulness of the depths of our nature. The fury of storm and of wind agitate only the surface of the sea; they penetrate only two or three hundred feet; below that is the calm, unruffled deep. 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Your beauty, just like your capacity for life, happiness, and success, is immeasurable. Day after day, countless people across the globe get on a scale in search of validation of beauty and social acceptance.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightgoldenrodyellow\u003EGet off the scale! I have yet to see a scale that can tell you how enchanting your eyes are. I have yet to see a scale that can show you how wonderful your hair looks when the sun shines its glorious rays on it. I have yet to see a scale that can thank you for your compassion, sense of humor, and contagious smile. Get off the scale because I have yet to see one that can admire you for your perseverance when challenged in life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont coloer=papayawhip\u003EIt’s true, the scale can only give you a numerical reflection of your relationship with gravity. That’s it. It cannot measure beauty, talent, purpose, life force, possibility, strength, or love. Don’t give the scale more power than it has earned. Take note of the number, then get off the scale and live your life. You are beautiful! \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/i43.tinypic.com\/9r2aso.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge forestgreen\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=palegreen\u003EWithdraw into yourself and look. And if you do not find yourself beautiful yet, act as does the creators of statues that are to be made beautiful; they cut away here, they smooth there, they make this line lighter, this other purer, until a lovely face has grown upon their work.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E   So do you also; cut away all that is excessive, straighten all that is crooked, bring light to all that is in shadow; labor to make all one glow of beauty and never cease chiseling your statue until there shall shine out on you from it the godlike splendor of virtue, until you shall see the perfect Goodness established in the stainless shrine.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EPlotinus\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/cs302710.userapi.com\/v302710049\/151e\/oPdB51v8oKE.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge hotpink\"height=\"520\"width=\"530\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EThe recipe for beauty is to have less illusion and more Soul, to retreat from the belief of pain or pleasure in the body into the unchanging calm and glorious freedom of spiritual harmony. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMary Baker Eddy\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/ww1.sinaimg.cn\/large\/5e2b120fjw1dq2u2q86cfj.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge teal\"height=\"440\"width=\"500\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003ECherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes you purest thoughts, for out of them will grow delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.  \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJames Allen\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='https:\/\/lh4.googleusercontent.com\/-9teeDE7J0-o\/T0KSH7xSfrI\/AAAAAAAABH0\/ityrZtGmTfU\/s903\/5767-2560x1600-1.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EAwakening to Beauty \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EJohn O'Donohue\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=thistle\u003EWe live between the act of awakening and the act of surrender. Each morning we awaken to the light and the invitation to a new day in the world of time; each night we surrender to the dark to be taken to play in the world of dreams where time is no more. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EAt birth we were awakened and emerged to become visible in the world. At death we will surrender again to the dark to become invisible. Awakening and surrender: They frame each day and each life; between them is the journey where anything can happen, the beauty and the frailty.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=thistle\u003EThe human soul is hungry for beauty; we seek it everywhere — in landscape, music, art, clothes, furniture, gardening, companionship, love, religion, and in ourselves. 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speaking out loud in the clear air.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cp\u003E It is Moses in the desert\u003Cbr\u003E  fallen to his knees before the lit bush.\u003Cbr\u003E  It is the man throwing away his shoes\u003Cbr\u003E  as if to enter heaven\u003Cbr\u003E  and finding himself astonished,\u003Cbr\u003E  opened at last,\u003Cbr\u003E  fallen in love with solid ground.\u003Cbr\u003E      "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3450948822691003085\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/the-opening-of-eyes-by-david-whyte.html#comment-form","title":"0 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You are racing with the\u003Cbr\u003ECurrent of the River of Life, and you\u003Cbr\u003EDo not look upon us; but we are sitting by\u003Cbr\u003EThe coast, watching you and hearing your\u003Cbr\u003EStrange voices.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EYou do not comprehend our cry, for the\u003Cbr\u003EClamour of the days is crowding your ears,\u003Cbr\u003EBlocked with the hard substance of your\u003Cbr\u003EYears of indifference to truth; but we hear\u003Cbr\u003EYour songs, for the whispering of the night\u003Cbr\u003EHas opened our inner hearts. We see you\u003Cbr\u003EStanding under the pointing finger of light,\u003Cbr\u003EBut you cannot see us, for we are tarrying\u003Cbr\u003EIn the enlightening darkness. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWe are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the prophets and the musicians. We weave\u003Cbr\u003ERaiment for the goddess from the threads of\u003Cbr\u003EOur hearts, and we fill the hands, of the\u003Cbr\u003EAngels with the seeds of our inner selves. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EYou are the sons of the pursuit of earthly\u003Cbr\u003EGaiety. You place your hearts in the hands\u003Cbr\u003EOf Emptiness, for the hand's touch to\u003Cbr\u003EEmptiness is smooth and inviting. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EYou reside in the house of Ignorance, for\u003Cbr\u003EIn his house there is no mirror in which to\u003Cbr\u003EView your souls.\u003Cbr\u003EWe sigh, and from our sighs arise the\u003Cbr\u003EWhispering of flowers and the rustling of\u003Cbr\u003ELeaves and the murmur of rivulets. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EWhen you ridicule us your taunts mingle\u003Cbr\u003EWith the crushing of the skulls and the\u003Cbr\u003ERattling of shackles and the wailing of the\u003Cbr\u003EAbyss. When we cry, our tears fall into the\u003Cbr\u003EHeart of Life, as dew drops fall from the\u003Cbr\u003EEyes of Night into the heart of Dawn\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWe cry, and sympathize with the miserable\u003Cbr\u003EWanderer and distressed widow; but you rejoice\u003Cbr\u003EAnd smile at the sight of resplendent gold. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EWe cry, for we listen to the moaning of the\u003Cbr\u003EPoor and the grieving of the oppressed weak;\u003Cbr\u003EBut you laugh, for you hear naught but the\u003Cbr\u003EHappy sound of the wine goblets.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWe are the sons of Sorrow, and you are the\u003Cbr\u003ESons of Joy . . . Let us measure the outcome of\u003Cbr\u003EOur sorrow against the deeds of your joy\u003Cbr\u003EBefore the face of the Sun . . . \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EYou have built the Pyramids upon the hearts\u003Cbr\u003EOf slaves, but the Pyramids stand now upon\u003Cbr\u003EThe sand, commemorating to the Ages our\u003Cbr\u003EImmortality and your evanescence. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EYou have built Babylon upon the bones of the\u003Cbr\u003EWeak, and erected the palaces of Nineveh upon\u003Cbr\u003EThe graves of the miserable.  Babylon is now but\u003Cbr\u003EThe footprint of the camel upon the moving sand\u003Cbr\u003EOf the desert.\u003CBr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EWe have composed and played the soothing\u003Cbr\u003ESong of Nahawand upon the strings, and caused\u003Cbr\u003EThe Beloved's spirit to come hovering in the\u003Cbr\u003EFirmament near to us; we have praised the\u003Cbr\u003ESupreme Being with words and deeds; the words\u003Cbr\u003EBecame as the words of God, and the deeds\u003Cbr\u003EBecame overwhelming love of the angels. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EYou are following Amusement, whose sharp claws\u003Cbr\u003EHave torn thousands of martyrs in the arenas\u003Cbr\u003EOf Rome and Antioch  . . .  But we are following\u003Cbr\u003ESilence, whose careful fingers have woven the\u003Cbr\u003EIliad and the Book of Job and the Lamentations\u003Cbr\u003EOf Jeremiah. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EYou lie down with Lust, whose tempest has\u003Cbr\u003ESwept one thousand processions of the soul of\u003Cbr\u003EWoman away and into the pit of shame and\u003Cbr\u003EHorror . . . But we embrace Solitude, in whose\u003Cbr\u003EShadow the beauties of Hamlet and Dante arose. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWe are the sons of Sorrow, and you are the\u003Cbr\u003ESons of Joy; and between our sorrow and your\u003Cbr\u003EJoy there is a rough and narrow path which\u003Cbr\u003EYour spirited horses cannot travel, and upon\u003Cbr\u003EWhich your magnificent carriages cannot pass. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EWe pity your smallness as you hate our\u003Cbr\u003EGreatness; and between our pity and your\u003Cbr\u003EHatred, Time halts bewildered. We come to\u003Cbr\u003EYou as friends, but you attack us as enemies;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd between our friendship and your enmity,\u003Cbr\u003EThere is a deep ravine flowing with tears\u003Cbr\u003EAnd blood. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWe build palaces for you, and you dig graves\u003Cbr\u003EFor us; and between the beauty of the palace\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the obscurity of the grave, Humanity\u003Cbr\u003EWalks as a sentry with iron weapons. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EWe spread your path with roses, and you cover\u003Cbr\u003EOur beds with thorns; and between the roses\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the thorns, Truth slumbers fitfully. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003ESince the beginning of the world you have\u003Cbr\u003Efought against our gentle power with your\u003Cbr\u003ECoarse weakness; and when you triumph over\u003Cbr\u003EUs for an hour, you croak and clamour merrily\u003Cbr\u003ELike the frogs of the water. And when we\u003Cbr\u003EConquer you and subdue you for an Age, we\u003Cbr\u003ERemain as silent giants. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=palegoldenrod\u003EYou crucified Jesus and stood below Him,\u003Cbr\u003EBlaspheming and mocking at Him; but at last\u003Cbr\u003EHe came down and overcame the generations,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd walked among you as a hero, filling the\u003Cbr\u003EUniverse with His glory and His beauty. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/nd04.jxs.cz\/052\/069\/29d5a95c5d_72446643_u.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EWe are the sons of Sorrow, and sorrow is a\u003Cbr\u003ERich cloud, showering the multitudes with\u003Cbr\u003EKnowledge and Truth. 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The little indicates much.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003E whole universe is sum up in the human being. Devil is not a monster waiting to trap us, he is a voice inside. Look for your devil in yourself, not in the others. Don’t forget that the one who knows his Devil, knows his God.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orangered\u003E words we use for the Creator are a reflect of ourselves. If we think of God as fear and shame, we are scared and have something to be ashamed of … But if we see love, compassion and kindness, it is because we possess these qualities.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003E Whatever happens to you, don’t fall in despair. Even if all the doors are closed, a secret path will be there for you that no one knows. You can’t see it yet but so many paradises are at the end of this path. Be grateful! 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One is always living a little more or dying a little bit. \u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cspan style=\"color: red;\"\u003ENorman Mailer\u003C\/span\u003E\u003C\/span\u003E\u003C\/b\u003E\u003C\/span\u003E\u003C\/center\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cspan style=\"color: orange;\"\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cspan style=\"font-size: medium;\"\u003E\u003Cspan style=\"color: red;\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg g=\"\" height=\"450\" src=\" http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/-fqPVF8RfYnM\/TuX7Xdk4IYI\/AAAAAAAAKOU\/Rv96X9OHM1Q\/s1600\/ccd962d6d5aeb3f0687cf74dd6c22d1f.jpg \" style=\"border: 6px ridge navajowhite;\" width=\"550\" \/\u003E\u003C\/center\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cspan style=\"color: cyan;\"\u003ETo be rich in admiration and free from envy, to rejoice greatly in the good of others,  to love with such  generosity of heart that your love is still a dear possession in absence  or unkindness – these are  the gifts which money cannot buy.\u003Cbr 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src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/eclBEBSFN88?feature=player_detailpage\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen\u003E\u003C\/iframe\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/www.bebekresimleri.biz\/data\/media\/46\/6.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gainsboro\"height=\"630\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe Thing Is\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby Ellen Bass\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=ivory\u003Eto love life, to love it even\u003Cbr\u003Ewhen you have no stomach for it\u003Cbr\u003Eand everything you've held dear\u003Cbr\u003Ecrumbles like burnt paper in your hands,\u003Cbr\u003Eyour throat filled with the silt of it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/49\/997\/49997345_27541.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=papayawhip\u003EWhen grief sits with you, its tropical heat\u003Cbr\u003Ethickening the air, heavy as water\u003Cbr\u003Emore fit for gills than lungs;\u003Cbr\u003Ewhen grief weights you like your own flesh\u003Cbr\u003Eonly more of it, an obesity of grief,\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/49\/997\/49997345_27541.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=mintcream\u003Eyou think, How can a body withstand this?\u003Cbr\u003EThen you hold life like a face\u003Cbr\u003Ebetween your palms, a plain face,\u003Cbr\u003Eno charming smile, no violet eyes,\u003Cbr\u003Eand you say, yes, I will take you\u003Cbr\u003EI will love you, again.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cswzv48.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='   http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/5\/86\/508\/86508510_0_3a550_dc1634e5_XL.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge navajowhite\"height=\"690\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EVladimir Volegov Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EHope\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EJoseph Addison\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=papayawhip\u003EOur lives, discoloured with our present woes,\u003Cbr\u003EMay still grow white and shine with happier hours.\u003Cbr\u003ESo the pure limped stream, when foul with stains\u003Cbr\u003EOf rushing torrents and descending rains,\u003Cbr\u003EWorks itself clear, and as it runs refines,\u003Cbr\u003Etill by degrees the floating mirror shines;\u003Cbr\u003EReflects each flower that on the border grows,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd a new heaven in it's fair bosom shows. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cswzv48.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-ageSRtD0vTk\/TezbK-fOqgI\/AAAAAAAAAEg\/PwpJWrphOW8\/s1600\/323505_15.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"590\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ELife \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby Charlotte Bronte\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003ELIFE, believe, is not a dream\u003Cbr\u003ESo dark as sages say;\u003Cbr\u003EOft a little morning rain\u003Cbr\u003EForetells a pleasant day. \u003Cbr\u003ESometimes there are clouds of gloom,\u003Cbr\u003EBut these are transient all;\u003Cbr\u003EIf the shower will make the roses bloom,\u003Cbr\u003EO why lament its fall ? \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/49\/997\/49997345_27541.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=linen\u003ERapidly, merrily,\u003Cbr\u003ELife's sunny hours flit by,\u003Cbr\u003EGratefully, cheerily,\u003Cbr\u003EEnjoy them as they fly ! \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/49\/997\/49997345_27541.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont 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honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Ralph Waldo Emerson\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/49\/997\/49997345_27541.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightgoldenrodyellow\u003EAt any given moment, life is completely senseless. But viewed over  a period, it seems to reveal itself as an organism existing in  time, having a purpose, trending in a certain direction.\u003Cbr\u003E\t\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Aldous Huxley\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/49\/997\/49997345_27541.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003ETwenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the  things you didn't do than the ones you did. So throw off  the bow lines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the  trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Live.\u003Cbr\u003E\t\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMark Twain\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2cswzv48.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/data.imagup.com\/9\/1119968776.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge sandybrown\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=sandybrown\u003ELook to this day\u003Cbr\u003Efor it is life\u003Cbr\u003Ethe very life of life.\u003Cbr\u003E  In its brief course lie all\u003Cbr\u003Ethe realities and truths of existence\u003Cbr\u003Ethe joy of growth\u003Cbr\u003Ethe splendor of action\u003Cbr\u003Ethe glory of power.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  For yesterday is but a memory\u003Cbr\u003EAnd tomorrow is only a vision.\u003Cbr\u003EBut today well lived\u003Cbr\u003Emakes every yesterday a memory\u003Cbr\u003Eof happiness\u003Cbr\u003Eand every tomorrow a vision of hope.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  Look well, therefore, to this day....\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003Eancient Sanskrit poem "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7487202686723240267\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/motivational-hope-and-life-poems-and.html#comment-form","title":"1 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7487202686723240267"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7487202686723240267"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/motivational-hope-and-life-poems-and.html","title":"Motivational hope and life poems and quotes:The thing is by Ellen Bass\/Hope by Joseph Addison\/Life by Charlotte Bronte\/To look to this day(Ancient sanskrit poem\/Life quotes by Ralph Waldo Emerson,Mark Twain,Aldous Huxely "}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"https:\/\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/eclBEBSFN88\/default.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"1"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-6386550573752381411"},"published":{"$t":"2012-10-04T14:14:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:36.891-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Insightful philosophical quotes by Arthur Schopenhauer"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/25.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_m4zycbsI701r904b7o1_500.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge goldenrod\"height=\"640\"width=\"500\"\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ERembrandt Van Rijn Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EOpinion is like a pendulum and obeys the same law. 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Beran Wolfe"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/kykl.ru\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/%D0%BD%D0%B0%D1%81%D0%BB%D0%B0%D0%B6%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BD%D0%B8%D0%B5.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EHow to be Happy Though Human\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003E W. Beran Wolfe\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightsalmon\u003EIf we want to know what happiness is we must seek it, not as if it were a part of gold at the end of the rainbow, but among human beings who are living richly and fully the good life. If you observe a really happy man you will find him building a boat, writing a symphony, educating his son, growing double Dahlias in his garden. He will not be searching for happiness as if it were a collar gold button that has rolled under the cupboard in his bed room. He will have become aware that he is happy in the course of living 24 crowded hours of the day.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E If you live only for yourself you are always an immediate danger of being bored to death with the repetition of your own views and interests. No one has learned the meaning of living until he has surrendered his ego to the service of his fellowmen. If your ambition has the momentum of an express train at full speed, if you can no longer stop your mad rush for glory, power, or intellectual supremacy, try to divert your energies into socially useful channels before it is too late. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E For those who seek the larger happiness and greater effectiveness open to human beings there can be but one philosophy of life, a philosophy of constructive altruism. The truly happy man is always a fighting optimist. Optimism includes not only altruism but also social responsibility, social courage and objectivity. The good life demands a working philosophy as an orientating map of conduct. This is the golden way of life. This is the satisfying life. This is the way to be happy though human."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/9001178486369874931\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/how-to-be-happy-though-human-by-w-beran.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/9001178486369874931"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/9001178486369874931"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/10\/how-to-be-happy-though-human-by-w-beran.html","title":"How to be Happy Though Human by W. 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A mind that is not uneasy irritates and bores me.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightsalmon\u003ESuffering! We owe to it all that is good in us, all that gives  value to life; we owe to it pity, we owe to it courage, we owe  to it all the virtues.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=mistyrose\u003EThe average man does not know what to do with this life,  yet wants another one which will last forever.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightsalmon\u003EThe poor have to labour in the face of the majestic equality  of the law, which forbids the rich as well as the poor to  sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=mistyrose\u003EYou learn to speak by speaking, to study by studying, to run  by running, to work by working; in just the same way, you  learn to love by loving.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightsalmon\u003ETo accomplish great things we must not only act, but also dream;  not only plan, but also believe.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=mistyrose\u003EWandering 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http:\/\/www.nickomargolies.com\/big\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/tilt-shift-crowds.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe Genius Of The Crowd\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003ECharles Bukowski\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003Ethere is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average\u003Cbr\u003Ehuman being to supply any given army on any given day\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E and the best at murder are those who preach against it\u003Cbr\u003Eand the best at hate are those who preach love\u003Cbr\u003Eand the best at war finally are those who preach peace\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E those who preach god, need god\u003Cbr\u003Ethose who preach peace do not have peace\u003Cbr\u003Ethose who preach peace do not have love\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E beware the preachers\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware the knowers\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware those who are always reading books\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware those who either detest poverty\u003Cbr\u003Eor are proud of it\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware those quick to praise\u003Cbr\u003Efor they need praise in return\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware those who are quick to censor\u003Cbr\u003Ethey are afraid of what they do not know\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware those who seek constant crowds for\u003Cbr\u003Ethey are nothing alone\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware the average man the average woman\u003Cbr\u003Ebeware their love, their love is average\u003Cbr\u003Eseeks average\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E but there is genius in their hatred\u003Cbr\u003Ethere is enough genius in their hatred to kill you\u003Cbr\u003Eto kill anybody\u003Cbr\u003Enot wanting solitude\u003Cbr\u003Enot understanding solitude\u003Cbr\u003Ethey will attempt to destroy anything\u003Cbr\u003Ethat differs from their own\u003Cbr\u003Enot being able to create art\u003Cbr\u003Ethey will not understand art\u003Cbr\u003Ethey will consider their failure as creators\u003Cbr\u003Eonly as a failure of the world\u003Cbr\u003Enot being able to love fully\u003Cbr\u003Ethey will believe your love incomplete\u003Cbr\u003Eand then they will hate you\u003Cbr\u003Eand their hatred will be perfect\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E like a shining diamond\u003Cbr\u003Elike a knife\u003Cbr\u003Elike a mountain\u003Cbr\u003Elike a tiger\u003Cbr\u003Elike hemlock\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E their finest art"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3906799198560072275\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/09\/the-genius-of-crowd-by-charles-bukowski.html#comment-form","title":"0 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S. Lewis"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-dM2Qd9PHYQg\/TuX67985RnI\/AAAAAAAAKLM\/k7TTOaZCk6Y\/s1600\/1836f65ef9ba3af216b376a0d75265ba.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge hotpink\"height=\"450\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EToday, look for the moments. The writing in the sky.\u003Cbr\u003E The breeze upon your cheek.  \u003Cbr\u003E The flower pushing its way through concrete. \u003Cbr\u003EExpect the unexpected.\u003Cbr\u003E Let yourself   be romanced by a sudden glory moment\u003Cbr\u003E from God.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ESharon Jaynes \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-S_lFNSinIdg\/TuX7m9WtQaI\/AAAAAAAAKQE\/HmBykwwNI5Q\/s1600\/i__ll_find_you_one_day___by_lpdragonfly-d3elf3p.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge hotpink\"height=\"570\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EDon’t bother much about your feelings. When they are \u003Cbr\u003Ehumble, loving, brave, give thanks for them; when they\u003Cbr\u003E are conceited, selfish, cowardly, ask to have them altered. \u003Cbr\u003E   In neither case are they you, but only a thing that \u003Cbr\u003Ehappens to you. What matters is your intentions and your\u003Cbr\u003E behaviour.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfontcolor=red\u003E C. S. Lewis\u003Cbr\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2704445463332247319\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/09\/spiritual-quotes-by-sharon-jaynes-c-s.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2704445463332247319"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2704445463332247319"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/09\/spiritual-quotes-by-sharon-jaynes-c-s.html","title":"Spiritual quotes by Sharon Jaynes ; C. S. 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We are dealing with creatures of emotion,  creatures bristling with prejudices and motivated by pride and vanity. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EThere is one all-important law of human conduct. If we obey\u003Cbr\u003E that law, we shall almost never get into trouble. \u003Cbr\u003EIn fact, that law, if obeyed, will bring us countless friends \u003Cbr\u003Eand constant happiness.But the very instant we break the law,\u003Cbr\u003E we shall get into endless trouble. \u003Cbr\u003EThe law is this: Always make the other person feel important. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EThe unvarnished truth is that almost all the people you meet feel\u003Cbr\u003E themselves superior to you in some way, and a sure way to their\u003Cbr\u003E hearts is to let them realize in some subtle way that you \u003Cbr\u003Erecognize their importance, and recognize it sincerely.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Three-fourths of the people you will ever meet are hungering and\u003Cbr\u003E thirsting for sympathy. Give it to them, and they will love you.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003E The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be\u003Cbr\u003E appreciated and loved.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E The difference between appreciation and flattery? \u003Cbr\u003EThat is simple.\u003Cbr\u003E One is sincere and the other insincere. One comes from\u003Cbr\u003E the heart out; the other from the teeth out. One is \u003Cbr\u003Eunselfish; the other selfish.\u003Cbr\u003E One is universally admired; the other universally condemned.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EYou can make more friends in two months by becoming \u003Cbr\u003Einterested in other people than you can in two years\u003Cbr\u003E by trying to get other people interested in you. \u003Cbr\u003EIf we want to make friends, let's put ourselves out\u003Cbr\u003E to do things for other people - things that require time,\u003Cbr\u003E energy, unselfishness and thoughtfulness.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EWhenever Roosevelt expected a visitor, he sat up late the night\u003Cbr\u003E before, reading up on the subject in which he knew his guest\u003Cbr\u003E was particularly interested. For Roosevelt knew, as all \u003Cbr\u003Eleaders know, that the royal road to a person's heart is \u003Cbr\u003Eto talk about the things he or she treasures most.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EWouldn't you like to have a magic phrase that would stop \u003Cbr\u003Earguments, eliminate ill feeling,create good will, and make\u003Cbr\u003E the other person listen attentively? Yes? All right. \u003Cbr\u003EHere it is:\u003Cbr\u003E \"I don't blame you one iota for feeling as you do. If I were you\u003Cbr\u003E I would undoubtedly feel just as you do.\" \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EYou can tell people they are wrong by a look or an intonation or \u003Cbr\u003Ea gesture just as eloquently as you can in words - and if you tell\u003Cbr\u003E them they are wrong, do you make them want to agree with you? \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003ENever! For you have struck a direct blow at their intelligence,\u003Cbr\u003E judgment, pride and self-respect. That will make them want to\u003Cbr\u003E strike back. But it will never make them want\u003Cbr\u003E to change their minds.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E You may then hurl at them all the logic of a Plato \u003Cbr\u003Eor an Immanuel Kant,but you will not alter their opinions,\u003Cbr\u003E for you have hurt their feelings.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003ECall attention to people's mistakes indirectly.\u003Cbr\u003EWhen we are wrong, we may admit it to ourselves. \u003Cbr\u003EAnd if we are handled gently and tactfully, we may\u003Cbr\u003E  admit it to others and even take pride in our \u003Cbr\u003Efrankness and broad-mindedness. But not if someone\u003Cbr\u003E else is trying to ram the unpalatable fact down \u003Cbr\u003Eour esophagus.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E If you argue and rankle and contradict, you may achieve\u003Cbr\u003E a victory sometimes; but it will be an empty victory \u003Cbr\u003Ebecause you will never get your opponent's good will.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EIf you disagree with them you may be tempted to interrupt.\u003Cbr\u003E But don't. It is dangerous. They won't pay attention to you while\u003Cbr\u003E they still have a lot of ideas of their own crying for expression.\u003Cbr\u003E So listen patiently and with an open mind. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EYou will never get into trouble by admitting that you may\u003Cbr\u003E be wrong. That will stop all argument and inspire your \u003Cbr\u003Eopponent to be just as fair and open and broad-minded as \u003Cbr\u003Eyou are. It will make him want to admit that he, too, may be \u003Cbr\u003Ewrong.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EThere is a reason why the other man thinks and acts as he does.\u003Cbr\u003E Ferret out that reason - and you have the key to his actions, \u003Cbr\u003Eperhaps to his personality. Try honestly to put yourself in his place.\u003Cbr\u003E Listen first. Give your opponents a chance to talk. Let them \u003Cbr\u003Efinish. Do not resist, defend or debate. This only raises \u003Cbr\u003Ebarriers. Try to build bridges of understanding.\u003Cbr\u003EAny fool can criticize, condemn and complain . But it takes\u003Cbr\u003E character and self-control to be understanding and forgiving.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E The world is full of people who are grabbing and self-seeking.\u003Cbr\u003E So the rare individual who unselfishly tries to serve others\u003Cbr\u003E has an enormous advantage. He has little competition.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EDo you know someone you would like to change and regulate \u003Cbr\u003Eand improve? Good! That is fine. I am all in favor of it, \u003Cbr\u003EBut why not begin on yourself?\u003Cbr\u003E From a purely selfish standpoint, that is a lot more \u003Cbr\u003Eprofitable than trying to improve others - yes, and a lot less dangerous.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003ELetting one save face!How important,how vitally important that is!\u003Cbr\u003EAnd how few of us ever stop to think of it! We ride roughshod \u003Cbr\u003Eover the feelings of others, getting our own way, finding fault,\u003Cbr\u003E issuing threats, criticizing a child or an employee in front \u003Cbr\u003Eof others,without even considering the hurt to the other person's\u003Cbr\u003E pride. Whereas a few minutes' thought, a considerate word or \u003Cbr\u003Etwo, a genuine understanding of the other person's attitude,\u003Cbr\u003E  would go so far toward alleviating the sting!\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003ELet us praise even the slightest improvement. That inspires \u003Cbr\u003Ethe other person to keep on improving.\u003Cbr\u003EIt is always easier to listen to unpleasant things after we\u003Cbr\u003E have heard some praise of our good points.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pic1.bbzhi.com\/sheyingbizhi\/aiyuchunzhen-keaiyingerertongsheyingbizhi\/photograph_innocence_baby_photography_9680_8.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge forestgreen\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EThe expression one wears on one’s face is far more important \u003Cbr\u003Ethan the clothes one wears on one’s back.\u003Cbr\u003EA smile says, “I like you. You make me happy. I am glad to see you.”\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EThere is only one way under high heaven to get anybody to do\u003Cbr\u003E anything.Did you ever stop to think of that? Yes, just one \u003Cbr\u003Eway. And that is by making the other person want to do it.\u003Cbr\u003ELet the other person feel that the idea is his or hers.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E No one likes to feel that he or she is being sold some-thing\u003Cbr\u003E or told to do a thing. We much prefer to feel that we are \u003Cbr\u003Ebuying of our own accord or acting on our own ideas.\u003Cbr\u003E We like to be consulted about our wishes, our wants, our\u003Cbr\u003E thoughts.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pu.i.wp.pl\/k%2cMzU2MDg3ODksNzUyNTMz%2cf%2clinie14.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/foto\/b\/3\/apps\/0\/897\/897072_dawn24x18-1_1.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge navajowhite\"height=\"650\"width=\"500\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003ERichard Johnson Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EWhenever you go out of doors, draw the chin in, carry the crown \u003Cbr\u003Eof the head high, fill the lungs to the utmost; drink in\u003Cbr\u003E the sunshine;greet your friends with a smile, put soul into \u003Cbr\u003Eevery handclasp.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EDo not fear being misunderstood; do not waste a minute\u003Cbr\u003E thinking about your enemies. Try to fix firmly in your\u003Cbr\u003E  mind what you would like to do;then without veering off \u003Cbr\u003Edirection, you will move straight to the goal.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EKeep your mind on the great; splendid things you would like\u003Cbr\u003E to do, then,as the days go gliding by, you will find yourself\u003Cbr\u003E  unconsciously seizing upon the opportunities that are required \u003Cbr\u003Efor the fulfillment of your desire, just as the coral insect \u003Cbr\u003Etakes from the running tide the element it needs.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=moccasin\u003EPicture in your mind the able, earnest, useful person you desire\u003Cbr\u003E to be,the thought you hold is hourly transforming you into \u003CbW\u003Ethe particular individual… Thought is supreme.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EPreserve a right mental attitude — the attitude of courage,\u003Cbr\u003E frankness,good cheer.\u003Cbr\u003ETo think right is to create."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1719092826441303898\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/09\/how-to-win-friends-influence-people-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1719092826441303898"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1719092826441303898"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/09\/how-to-win-friends-influence-people-by.html","title":"How to Win Friends \u0026amp; Influence People by Dale Carnegie."}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-1813580136047266767"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-31T13:24:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:38.681-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Quotes on thought and action by Bertrand Russell"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/25.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_m2fih9Uaeg1qizpqvo1_500.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge goldenrod\"height=\"675\"width=\"510\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EOscar Bluhm Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EA habit of finding pleasure in thought rather than action is a safeguard against unwisdom and excessive love of power, a means of preserving serenity in misfortune and peace of mind among worries. A life confined to what is personal is likely, sooner or later, to become unbearably painful; it is only by windows into a larger and less fretful cosmos that the more tragic parts of life become endurable.”\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EBertrand Russell, In Praise of Idleness: And Other Essays"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1813580136047266767\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/quotes-on-thought-and-action-by.html#comment-form","title":"3 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1813580136047266767"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1813580136047266767"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/quotes-on-thought-and-action-by.html","title":"Quotes on thought and action by Bertrand Russell"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"3"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5143348143802775032"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-31T12:38:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:38.737-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Thoughts in Solitude by Thomas Merton"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i34.tinypic.com\/2rnx9g5.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge darkorange\"height=\"510\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThoughts in Solitude  by Thomas Merton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EThe solitary life, being silent, clears away the smoke-screen of words that man has laid down between his mind and things. In solitude we remain face to face with the naked being of things. And yet we find that the nakedness of reality which we have feared, is neither a matter of terror nor for shame. It is clothed in the friendly communion of silence, and this silence is related to love. The world our words have attempted to classify, to control and even to despise (because they could not contain it) comes close to us, for silence teaches us to know reality by respecting it where words have defiled it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E When we have lived long enough alone with the reality around us, our veneration will learn how to bring forth a few good words about it from the silence which is the mother of Truth.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Words stand between silence and silence: between the silence of things and the silence of our own being. Between the silence of the world and the silence of God. When we have really met and known the world in silence, words do not separate us from the world nor from other men, nor from God, nor from ourselves because we no longer trust entirely in language to contain reality. 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src='http:\/\/fc09.deviantart.net\/fs70\/i\/2011\/004\/c\/3\/he_walks_alone__by_musicalfish-d36er38.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EA Boundless Moment\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003ERobert Frost \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EHe halted in the wind, and -- what was that\u003Cbr\u003EFar in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?\u003Cbr\u003EHe stood there bringing March against his thought,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd yet too ready to believe the most.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \"Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom,\" I said;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd truly it was fair enough for flowers\u003Cbr\u003Ehad we but in us to assume in march\u003Cbr\u003ESuch white luxuriance of May for ours.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E We stood a moment so in a strange world,\u003Cbr\u003EMyself as one his own pretense deceives;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd then I said the truth (and we moved on).\u003Cbr\u003EA young beech clinging to its last year's leaves. \u003Cbr\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7948287751558952352\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/a-boundless-moment-by-robert-frost.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7948287751558952352"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7948287751558952352"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/a-boundless-moment-by-robert-frost.html","title":"A Boundless Moment by Robert 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src='http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-KiPOoEjNdJo\/Tta6TEqEDKI\/AAAAAAAADII\/HN9taAnUIKI\/s1600\/sol+-California.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe seeker of truth.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EAuthor unknown\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EAfter years of searching, the seeker was told to go to a cave, in which he would find a well. \u003Cbr\u003E'Ask the well what is truth', he was advised, 'and the well will reveal it to you'.  Having found the well, the seeker asked that most fundamental question.  And from the depths came the answer, 'Go to the village crossroad:  there you shall find what you are seeking'.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  Full of hope and anticipation the man ran to the crossroad to find  only three rather uninteresting shops. One shop was selling pieces of metal,  another sold wood, and thin wires were for sale in the third.  Nothing and no one there seemed to have much to do with the revelation of truth.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  Disappointed, the seeker returned to the well to demand an explanation,  but he was told only, 'You will understand in the future.' When the man protested,  all he got in return were the echoes of his own shouts. Indignant for having  been made a fool of - or so he thought at the time - the seeker continued his wanderings in search of truth. As years went by, the memory of his experience at the well gradually faded until one night, while he was walking in the moonlight, the sound of sitar music caught his attention. It was wonderful music and it was played  with great mastery and inspiration.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  Profoundly moved, the truth seeker felt drawn towards the player.  He looked at the fingers dancing over the strings. He became aware of the sitar itself. \u003Cbr\u003EAnd then suddenly he exploded in a cry of joyous recognition: the sitar was made  out of wires and pieces of metal and wood just like those he had once seen  in the three stores and had thought it to be without any particular significance.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EAt last he understood the message of the well: we have already been  given everything we need: our task is to assemble and use it in the appropriate way.  Nothing is meaningful so long as we perceive only separate fragments.  But as soon as the fragments come together into a synthesis, a new entity emerges,  whose nature we could not have foreseen by considering the fragments alone. 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Give me light! education quote by helen Keller"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/ucp.totfarm.com\/pics\/pic_884683001187830514.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"475\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EHave you ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the shore with plummet and sounding-line, and you waited with beating heart for something to happen? I was like that ship before my education began, only I was without compass or sounding line, and no way of knowing how near the harbor was. \"Light! Give me light!\" was the wordless cry of my soul, and the light of love shone on me in that very hour.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EHelen Keller"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3560083523314182608\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/light-give-me-light-education-quote-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3560083523314182608"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3560083523314182608"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/light-give-me-light-education-quote-by.html","title":"Light! Give me light! education quote by helen Keller"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-399656962058130970"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-19T06:45:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:39.648-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"English poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"I Mark Your Courage  by Ivan Donn Carswell"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/24.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_m0g18wA58U1qdwf6mo1_1280.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"730\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EI Mark Your Courage \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003E Ivan Donn Carswell\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EI had no profound feelings of shock or surprise\u003Cbr\u003Eto those matter-of-fact revelations\u003Cbr\u003Ewhich spelled the end of this chapter of your life.\u003Cbr\u003EIt was, as you put it, too late for recriminations,\u003Cbr\u003Eand the horrendous realities could be no worse\u003Cbr\u003Efor having faced them.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=darkorange\u003EI mark your courage in that moment of admission,\u003Cbr\u003Ewhen your soul cried out in sympathetic pain,\u003Cbr\u003Eworn thin by abrasions of self-imprisonment\u003Cbr\u003Eand total subjugation to providence.\u003Cbr\u003EYou did not disguise your frailty\u003Cbr\u003Eas lesser men are apt by schemes\u003Cbr\u003Ewhich shorten their horizons, elaborate their dreams.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EThat you are a molecule conniving in\u003Cbr\u003Ethe physics of human chemistry\u003Cbr\u003Eis no slight upon your status,\u003Cbr\u003Ewithout dynamic you are less\u003Cbr\u003Ea man of cloth than habit claims you be;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd martyr to ascription is the poorer fate\u003Cbr\u003Ethan anticipated condemnation from\u003Cbr\u003Ea selfless breach of faith.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=darkorange\u003EOrdinary passions do not progress beyond\u003Cbr\u003Ethe continuum of priestly enlightenment; we share\u003Cbr\u003Ea whole psychology of man's experience\u003Cbr\u003Eas our eternal life. Its unitary expression\u003Cbr\u003Eis no greater than the measureless sum,\u003Cbr\u003Eand the sum is no value less than life itself.\u003Cbr\u003ENo enlightened soul can judge another man\u003Cbr\u003Efor passions of humanity; the sentence of conscience\u003Cbr\u003Eis an arbitrary punishment in which we all delight.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EI am no herdsman fearing ill in ceaseless care\u003Cbr\u003Eof herded sheep, nor could I choose\u003Cbr\u003Eentanglement with such an entity; your flock\u003Cbr\u003Esurvives as do your prayers, and will survive\u003Cbr\u003Elong past your flight. You earned their trust\u003Cbr\u003Ein episodes of heart and light, and keep\u003Cbr\u003Eits privileged charter frozen out of time,\u003Cbr\u003Eembalmed in a perfect past.\u003Cbr\u003EAs one we mourn your passing."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/399656962058130970\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/i-mark-your-courage-by-ivan-donn.html#comment-form","title":"1 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/399656962058130970"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/399656962058130970"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/i-mark-your-courage-by-ivan-donn.html","title":"I Mark Your Courage  by Ivan Donn Carswell"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"1"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4852944442636810285"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-17T08:01:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:39.705-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Hope poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Khalil Gibran quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Excerpts from\"Your Thought and Mine\" by Khalil Gibran,Excerpts from \"song of the open road\" by Walt whitman,Inspiring quotes by  Henry W Longfellow"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003ERichard Clayderman:te Amo\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ciframe width=\"550\" height=\"380\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/G64u6oNlUcc?feature=player_detailpage\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen\u003E\u003C\/iframe\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/glasgowartclub.co.uk\/images\/gallery\/garyMorrow\/originals\/Woodlandsunrise.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"600\"width=\"400\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EGary Morrow Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EExcerpts from \"Your Thought and Mine\" \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EKhalil Gibran\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYour thought is a tree rooted deep in the soil of tradition \u003Cbr\u003Eand whose branches grow in the power of continuity.\u003Cbr\u003E My thought is a cloud moving in the space. It turns into \u003Cbr\u003Edrops which, as they fall, form a brook that sings its way\u003Cbr\u003E into the sea. Then it rises as vapour into the sky.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EYour thought is a fortress that neither gale nor the lightning\u003Cbr\u003E can shake. My thought is a tender leaf that sways in every \u003Cbr\u003Edirection and finds pleasure in its swaying.\u003Cbr\u003E Your thought is an ancient dogma that cannot change you nor\u003Cbr\u003E can you change it.\u003Cbr\u003E My thought is new, and it tests me and I test it morn and eve. \u003Cbr\u003EYou have your thought and I have mine. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYour thought allows you to believe in the unequal contest\u003Cbr\u003E of the strong against the weak, and in the tricking of \u003Cbr\u003Ethe simple by the subtle ones. My thought creates in me \u003Cbr\u003Ethe desire to till the earth with my hoe, and harvest\u003Cbr\u003E the crops with my sickle, and build my home with stones \u003Cbr\u003Eand mortar, and weave my raiment with woollen and linen threads. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EYour thought urges you to marry wealth and notability.\u003Cbr\u003E  Mine commends self-reliance. Your thought advocates fame\u003Cbr\u003E and show. Mine counsels me and implores me to cast aside \u003Cbr\u003Enotoriety and treat it like a grain of sand cast upon \u003Cbr\u003Ethe shore of eternity. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYour thought instils in your heart arrogance and superiority.\u003Cbr\u003E Mine plants within me love for peace and the desire for \u003Cbr\u003Eindependence. Your thought begets dreams of palaces with\u003Cbr\u003E furniture of sandalwood studded with jewels, and beds \u003Cbr\u003Emade of twisted silk threads. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EMy thought speaks softly in my ears,Be clean in body and\u003Cbr\u003E spirit even if you have nowhere to lay your head. Your\u003Cbr\u003E thought makes you aspire to titles and offices. \u003Cbr\u003EMine exhorts me to humble service. \u003Cbr\u003EYou have your thought and I have mine. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYour thought is social science, a religious and political \u003Cbr\u003Edictionary. Mine is simple axiom. Your thought speaks of\u003Cbr\u003E the beautiful woman, the ugly, the virtuous, the prostitute,\u003Cbr\u003E the intelligent, and the stupid. Mine sees in every woman\u003Cbr\u003E a mother, a sister, or a daughter of every man. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EThe subjects of your thought are thieves, criminals, and\u003Cbr\u003E assassins. Mine declares that thieves are the creatures\u003Cbr\u003E of monopoly, criminals are the offspring of tyrants, and\u003Cbr\u003E assassins are akin to the slain. Your thought describes\u003Cbr\u003E laws, courts, judges, punishments. Mine explains that when\u003Cbr\u003E man makes a law, he either violates it or obeys it.\u003Cbr\u003E If there is a basic law, we are all one before it. He who\u003Cbr\u003E disdains the mean is himself mean. He who vaunts his scorn\u003Cbr\u003E of the sinful vaunts his disdain of all humanity.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYour thought concerns the skilled, the artist, the intellectual,\u003Cbr\u003E the philosopher, the priest. Mine speaks of the loving and \u003Cbr\u003Ethe affectionate, the sincere, the honest, the forthright,\u003Cbr\u003E the kindly, and the martyr.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003E In your thought there are the rich, the poor, and the beggared.\u003Cbr\u003E My thought holds that there are no riches but life; that we are\u003Cbr\u003E all beggars, and no benefactor exists save life herself. \u003Cbr\u003EYou have your thought and I have mine. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYour thought differentiates between pragmatist and idealist,\u003Cbr\u003E between the part and the whole, between the mystic and materialist.\u003Cbr\u003E Mine realizes that life is one and its weights, measures and\u003Cbr\u003E tables do not coincide with your weights, measures and tables. \u003Cbr\u003EHe whom you suppose an idealist may be a practical man. \u003Cbr\u003EYou have your thought and I have mine. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EYour thought is interested in ruins and museums, mummies and \u003Cbr\u003Epetrified objects. But mine hovers in the ever-renewed haze\u003Cbr\u003E and clouds. Your thought is enthroned on skulls. Since you \u003Cbr\u003Etake pride in it, you glorify it too.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/jjjjjjjjjjjj.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EMy thought wanders in the obscure and distant valleys.\u003Cbr\u003E Your thought trumpets while you dance. Mine prefers \u003Cbr\u003Ethe anguish of death to your music and dancing. \u003Cbr\u003EYour thought is the thought of gossip and false pleasure.\u003Cbr\u003E Mine is the thought of him who is lost in his own country,\u003Cbr\u003E of the alien in his own nation, of the solitary among his\u003Cbr\u003E kinfolk and friends. \u003Cbr\u003EYou have your thought and I have mine. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s009.radikal.ru\/i309\/1112\/b7\/195e5d29341f.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge powderblue\"height=\"690\"width=\"450\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cyan\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EMichael and Inessa Garmash Painting\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EAfoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,\u003Cbr\u003EHealthy, free, the world before me,\u003Cbr\u003EThe long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/hgjygthgftyf.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EHenceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,\u003Cbr\u003EHenceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, \u003Cbr\u003Eneed nothing,\u003Cbr\u003EDone with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,\u003Cbr\u003EStrong and content I travel the open road.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/hgjygthgftyf.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003E(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,\u003Cbr\u003EI carry them, men and women, I carry them with\u003Cbr\u003E me wherever I go,\u003Cbr\u003EI swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,\u003Cbr\u003EI am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWALT WHITMAN,excerpts from \"Song of the Open Road\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/24.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_lqz023H6Rt1qb62c4o1_500.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge coral\"height=\"700\"width=\"500\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003ENot enjoyment, and not sorrow,\u003Cbr\u003EIs our destined end or way;\u003Cbr\u003EBut to act, that each tomorrow\u003Cbr\u003EFind us farther than today.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EHenry Wadsworth Longfellow\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/gifynaforumanowi.blox.pl\/resource\/hgjygthgftyf.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003ELives of great men all remind us \u003Cbr\u003EWe can make our lives sublime, \u003Cbr\u003EAnd, departing, leave behind us \u003Cbr\u003EFootprints on the sand of time; \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Footprints, that perhaps another, \u003Cbr\u003ESailing o'er life's solenm main, \u003Cbr\u003EA forlorn and shipwrecked brother, \u003Cbr\u003ESeeing, shall take heart again. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Let us then be up and doing, \u003Cbr\u003EWith a heart for any fate; \u003Cbr\u003EStill achieving, still pursuing, \u003Cbr\u003ELearn to labor and to wait. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Henry Wadsworth Longfellow\u003Cbr\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4852944442636810285\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/excerpts-from-thought-and-mine-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4852944442636810285"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4852944442636810285"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/excerpts-from-thought-and-mine-by.html","title":"Excerpts from\u0026quot;Your Thought and Mine\u0026quot; by Khalil Gibran,Excerpts from \u0026quot;song of the open road\u0026quot; by Walt whitman,Inspiring quotes by  Henry W Longfellow"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"https:\/\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/G64u6oNlUcc\/default.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-2033561288067207273"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-13T11:06:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:40.045-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"English poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"From \"The Rock\"by  T.S. Eliot"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/data16.gallery.ru\/albums\/gallery\/5657--46727486--ud87da.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EFrom \"The Rock\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby T.S. Eliot\u003Cbr\u003E(1888-1965)\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EThe Eagle soars in the summit of Heaven,\u003Cbr\u003EThe Hunter with his dogs pursues his circuit.\u003Cbr\u003EO perpetual revolution of configured stars,\u003Cbr\u003EO perpetual recurrence of determined seasons,\u003Cbr\u003EO world of spring and autumn, birth and dying!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EThe endless cycle of idea and action,\u003Cbr\u003EEndless invention, endless experiment,\u003Cbr\u003EBrings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;\u003Cbr\u003EKnowledge of speech, but not of silence;\u003Cbr\u003EKnowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EAll our knowledge brings us nearer to death,\u003Cbr\u003EBut nearness to death no nearer to God.\u003Cbr\u003EWhere is the Life we have lost in living?\u003Cbr\u003EWhere is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?\u003Cbr\u003EWhere is the knowledge we have lost in information?\u003Cbr\u003EThe cycles of heaven in twenty centuries\u003Cbr\u003EBrings us farther from God and nearer to the Dust.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003E  The lot of man is ceaseless labor,\u003Cbr\u003EOr ceaseless idleness, which is still harder,\u003Cbr\u003EOr irregular labour, which is not pleasant.\u003Cbr\u003EI have trodden the winepress alone, and I know\u003Cbr\u003EThat it is hard to be really useful, resigning\u003Cbr\u003EThe things that men count for happiness, seeking\u003Cbr\u003EThe good deeds that lead to obscurity, accepting\u003Cbr\u003EWith equal face those that bring ignominy,\u003Cbr\u003EThe applause of all or the love of none.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EAll men are ready to invest their money\u003Cbr\u003EBut most expect dividends.\u003Cbr\u003EI say to you: Make perfect your will.\u003Cbr\u003EI say: take no thought of the harvest,\u003Cbr\u003EBut only of proper sowing.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003E The world turns and the world changes,\u003Cbr\u003EBut one thing does not change.\u003Cbr\u003EIn all of my years, one thing does not change,\u003Cbr\u003EHowever you disguise it, this thing does not change:\u003Cbr\u003EThe perpetual struggle of Good and Evil.\u003Cbr\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2033561288067207273\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/from-rock-ts-eliot.html#comment-form","title":"1 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2033561288067207273"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2033561288067207273"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/from-rock-ts-eliot.html","title":"From \u0026quot;The Rock\u0026quot;by  T.S. Eliot"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"1"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4756929093083798754"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-09T07:43:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:40.215-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Excerpts from \"The Uses of Pessimism and the Danger of False Hope \"by Roger Scruton"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/25.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_lzzc2xUb6n1qdwf6mo1_1280.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ETo School Oneself in the Art of Loving: The philosopher Roger Scruton on Pessimism, Gloom, and Happiness\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EThe Uses of Pessimism and the Danger of False Hope\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=mistyrose\u003ERoger Scruton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EThe belief that humanity makes moral progress depends upon a wilful ignorance of history. It also depends upon a wilful ignorance of oneself – a refusal to recognise the extent to which selfishness and calculation reside in the heart even of our most generous emotions, awaiting their chance. Those who invest their hopes in the moral improvement of humankind are therefore in a precarious position: at any moment the veil of illusion might be swept away, revealing the bare truth of the human condition. Either they defend themselves against this possibility with artful intellectual ploys, or they give way, in the moment of truth, to a paroxysm of disappointment and misanthropy. Both of these do violence to our nature. The first condemns us to the life of unreason; the second to the life of contempt. Human beings may not be as good as the shallow optimists pretend; but nor are they as bad as the prophets and curmudgeons have painted them.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EIn order to see human beings as they are, therefore, and to school oneself in the art of loving them, it is necessary to apply a dose of pessimism to all one’s plans and aspirations. I don’t go along with Schopenhauer’s comprehensive gloom, or with the philosophy of renunciation that he derived from it. I have no doubt that St Paul was right to recommend faith, hope and love (agape) as the virtues which order life to the greater good. But I have no doubt too that hope, detached from faith and untempered by the evidence of history, is a dangerous asset, and one that threatens not only those who embrace it, but all those within range of their illusions.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EPessimism is needed, not in order to neutralize the belief in human uniqueness, but in order to protect it.The disgusted dismissal of homo rapiens and all his works that we find spelled out by John Gray in Straw Dogs is not a form of pessimism. It is an attempt to dismiss humanity entirely, as a kind of plague on the face of the earth. That kind of misanthropic nihilism is of no use to us. It removes the ground from all our values, and puts nothing in their place. And it feeds on specious arguments designed to show that we are “merely” animals, distinguished in no significant respect from rats and worms, and with no right to the privileges that we have traditionally claimed, as moral beings who pursue the good.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EWe rational beings depend for our fulfillment upon love and friendship. Our happiness is of a piece with our freedom, and cannot be separated from the constraints that make freedom possible – real, concrete freedom, as opposed to the abstract freedom of the utopians. Everything deep in us depends upon our mortal condition, and while we can solve our problems and live in peace with our neighbors we can do so only through compromise and sacrifice. We are not, and cannot be, the kind of posthuman cyborgs that rejoice in eternal life, if life it is. We are led by love, friendship and desire; by tenderness for young life and reverence for old. We live, or ought to live, by the rule of forgiveness, in a world where hurts are acknowledged and faults confessed to. All our reasoning is predicated upon those basic conditions, and one of the most important uses of pessimism is to warn us against destroying them. The soul-less optimism of the transhumanists reminds us that we should be gloomy, since our happiness depends on it.\u003Cbr\u003E  "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4756929093083798754\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/excerpts-from-uses-of-pessimism-and.html#comment-form","title":"150 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4756929093083798754"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4756929093083798754"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/excerpts-from-uses-of-pessimism-and.html","title":"Excerpts from \u0026quot;The Uses of Pessimism and the Danger of False Hope \u0026quot;by Roger Scruton"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"150"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-594630945870723338"},"published":{"$t":"2012-08-06T06:59:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:40.328-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Nine steps to transform yourself into a river by Paulo Coelho"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/fs1.cyworld.vn\/data2\/2010\/04\/21\/186\/1271833386374002_file.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightblue\"height=\"760\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ENine steps to transform yourself into a river\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby PAULO COELHO\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EA river never passes the same place twice,” says a philosopher. “Life is like a river,” says another philosopher, and we draw the conclusion that this is the metaphor that comes closest to the meaning of life. Consequently, it is always good to remember:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EA] We are always doing things for the first time.While we move between our source (birth) to our destination (death), the landscape will always be new. We should face these novelties with joy, not with fear – because it is useless to fear what cannot be avoided. A river never stops running.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EB] In a valley we walk slower. When everything around us becomes easier, the waters grow calm, we become more open, fuller and more generous.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EC] Our banks are always fertile. Vegetation only grows where there is water. Whoever comes into contact with us needs to understand that we are there to give the thirsty something to drink.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003ED] Stones should be avoided. It is obvious that water is stronger than granite, but it takes time for this to happen. It is no good letting yourself be overcome by stronger obstacles, or trying to fight against them – that is a useless waste of energy. It is best to understand where the way out is, and then move forward.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EE] Hollows call for patience. All of a sudden the river enters a sort of hole and stops running as joyfully as before. At such moments the only way out is to count on the help of time. When the right moment comes the hollow fills up and the water can flow ahead. In the place of the ugly, lifeless hole there now stands a lake that others can contemplate with joy.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EF] We are one. We were born in a place that was meant for us, which will always keep us supplied with enough water so that when confronted with obstacles or depression we have the necessary patience or strength to move forward. We begin our course in a soft and fragile manner, where even a simple leaf can stop us. Nevertheless, as we respect the mystery of the source that gave us life, and trust in His eternal wisdom, little by little we gain all that we need to pursue our path.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EG] Although we are one, soon we shall be many. As we travel on, the waters of other springs come closer, because that is the best path to follow. Then we are no longer just one, but many – and there comes a moment when we feel lost. However, as the Bible says, “all rivers flow to the sea.” It is impossible to remain in our solitude, no matter how romantic that may seem. When we accept the inevitable encounter with other springs, we eventually understand that this makes us much stronger, we get around obstacles or fill in the hollows in far less time and with greater ease.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EH] We are a means of transportation. Of leaves, boats, ideas. May our waters always be generous, may be always be able to carry ahead everything or everyone that needs our help.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EI] We are a source of inspiration. And so, let us leave the final words to the Brazilian poet, Manuel Bandeira:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=plum\u003E“To be like a river that flows\u003Cbr\u003Esilent through the night,\u003Cbr\u003Enot fearing the darkness and\u003Cbr\u003Ereflecting any stars high in the sky.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E And if the sky is filled with clouds,\u003Cbr\u003Ethe clouds are water like the river, so\u003Cbr\u003Ewithout remorse reflect them too”     "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/594630945870723338\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/nine-steps-to-transform-yourself-into.html#comment-form","title":"5 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/594630945870723338"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/594630945870723338"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/08\/nine-steps-to-transform-yourself-into.html","title":"Nine steps to transform yourself into a river by Paulo Coelho"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"5"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-2869996766256264666"},"published":{"$t":"2012-07-31T08:23:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:40.722-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Science quotes by Carl sagan"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.snob.ru\/i\/indoc\/90\/blog_entry_376153.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"470\"width=\"550\"\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EFor myself, I like a universe that, includes much that is unknown and, at the same time, much that is knowable. A universe in which everything is known would be static and dull, as boring as the heaven of some weak-minded theologians. A universe that is unknowable is no fit place for a thinking being. The ideal universe for us is one very much like the universe we inhabit. And I would guess that this is not really much of a coincidence. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EI believe that in every person is a kind of circuit which resonates to intellectual discovery—and the idea is to make that resonance work.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EIn science it often happens that scientists say, 'You know that's a really good argument; my position is mistaken,' and then they would actually change their minds and you never hear that old view from them again. They really do it. It doesn't happen as often as it should, because scientists are human and change is sometimes painful. But it happens every day. I cannot recall the last time something like that happened in politics or religion. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EThe truth may be puzzling. It may take some work to grapple with. It may be counterintuitive. It may contradict deeply held prejudices. It may not be consonant with what we desperately want to be true. But our preferences do not determine what's true. We have a method, and that method helps us to reach not absolute truth, only asymptotic approaches to the truth—never there, just closer and closer, always finding vast new oceans of undiscovered possibilities. Cleverly designed experiments are the key. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E[Science] is not perfect. It can be misused. It is only a tool. But it is by far the best tool we have, self-correcting, ongoing, applicable to everything. It has two rules. First: there are no sacred truths; all assumptions must be critically examined; arguments from authority are worthless. Second: whatever is inconsistent with the facts must be discarded or revised. ... The obvious is sometimes false; the unexpected is sometimes true. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EWidespread intellectual and moral docility may be convenient for leaders in the short term, but it is suicidal for nations in the long term. One of the criteria for national leadership should therefore be a talent for understanding, encouraging, and making constructive use of vigorous criticism.  "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2869996766256264666\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/science-quotes-by-carl-sagan.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2869996766256264666"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2869996766256264666"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/science-quotes-by-carl-sagan.html","title":"Science quotes by Carl sagan"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-296676147301848623"},"published":{"$t":"2012-07-20T17:48:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:41.667-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Politics and freedom quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Philosophical quotes by Baruch Spinoza"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/farm7.staticflickr.com\/6045\/7023699381_4edb826c09_o.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EAs men's habits of mind differ, so that some more readily embrace one form of faith, some another, for what moves one to pray may move another to scoff, I conclude ... that everyone should be free to choose for himself the foundations of his creed, and that faith should be judged only by its fruits; each would then obey God freely with his whole heart, while nothing would be publicly honoured save justice and charity.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EMen would never be superstitious, if they could govern all their circumstances by set rules, or if they were always favoured by fortune: but being frequently driven into straits where rules are useless, and being often kept fluctuating pitiably between hope and fear by the uncertainty of fortune’s greedily coveted favours, they are consequently for the most part, very prone to credulity.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003ESurely human affairs would be far happier if the power in men to be silent were the same as that to speak. But experience more than sufficiently teaches that men govern nothing with more difficulty than their tongues.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EI refer those actions which work out the good of the agent to courage, and those which work out the good of others to nobility. Therefore temperance, sobriety, and presence of mind in danger, etc., are species of courage; but modesty, clemency, etc., are species of nobility.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe more you struggle to live, the less you live. Give up the notion that you must be sure of what you are doing. Instead, surrender to what is real within you, for that alone is sure....you are above everything distressing.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EBlessedness is not the reward of virtue, but virtue itself; neither do we rejoice therein, because we control our lusts, but contrariwise, because we rejoice therein, we are able to control our lusts.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EFor peace is not mere absence of war, but is a virtue that springs from, a state of mind, a disposition for benevolence, confidence, justice.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EBe not astonished at new ideas; for it is well known to you that a thing does not therefore cease to be true because it is not accepted by many.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe highest activity a human being can attain is learning for  understanding, because to understand is to be free.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont 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lemonchiffon\"height=\"500\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsik\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ESteve Hanks Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EThe vices we scoff at in others laugh at us within ourselves.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ESir Thomas Browne\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EPerfect virtue is to do unwitnessed what we should be capable  of doing before the entire world. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E Rochefoucauld \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EHalf the vices which the world condemns most loudly have seeds  of good in them and require moderate use rather than total abstinence. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ESamuel Butler\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EIf you wish to save men from any particular vice, set up a tremendous  cry of warning about some other, and they will all give their special  efforts to the one to which attention is called. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ECharles Dudley\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EIf a man has no vices, he is in great danger of making vices about  his virtues, and there’s a spectacle.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E Thornton Wilder\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EHypocrisy is the homage which vice pays to virtue. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003ELA Rochefoucauld\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EWe tolerate without rebuke the vices with which we have grown familiar. \u003Cbr\u003E     \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E Publilius Syrus\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EThe extremes of vice and virtue are alike detestable, and absolute  virtue is as sure to kill a man as absolute vice is.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ESamuel Butler\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EIt takes a vice to check a vice, and virtue is the by-product of a stalemate between opposite vices. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EEric Hoffer \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EFine words and an insinuating appearance are seldom associated with true virtue.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EConfucius\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EIt’s a vice to trust all, and equally a vice to trust none.  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ESeneca\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EAll virtue is summed up in dealing justly.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EAristotle\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EAs virtue is its own reward, so vice is its own punishment. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EThomas Fuller\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003ESearch other for their virtues, thyself for thy vices.\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Cfont 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ridge cornsilk\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ETHE RIDER\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003E By Sarah Manguso\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003ESome believe the end will come\u003Cbr\u003Ein the form of a mathematical equation.\u003Cbr\u003EOthers believe it will descend as a shining horse.\u003Cbr\u003EI calculate the probabilities to be even at fifty percent.\u003Cbr\u003EEither a thing will happen or it won't.\u003Cbr\u003EI open a window,\u003Cbr\u003EI unmake the bed.\u003Cbr\u003ESomehow, I am moving closer to the equation\u003Cbr\u003Eor to the horse with everything I do.\u003Cbr\u003EDeath comes in the form of a horse\u003Cbr\u003Ecovered in shining equations.\u003Cbr\u003EThere will be no further clues, I see.\u003Cbr\u003EI begin to read my horse.\u003Cbr\u003EThe equations are drawn in the shapes of horses:\u003Cbr\u003Ehorses covered in equations.\u003Cbr\u003EI am tempted to hook an ankle\u003Cbr\u003Earound the world as I ride away.\u003Cbr\u003EFor I am about to ride far beyond\u003Cbr\u003Ethe low prairie of beginnings and endings.\u003Cbr\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4274201376530150034\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/the-rider-by-by-sarah-manguso.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4274201376530150034"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4274201376530150034"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/the-rider-by-by-sarah-manguso.html","title":"THE RIDER by By Sarah 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src='http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-lpIr_kzY0-4\/TuNWX92uqxI\/AAAAAAAAAFA\/8b_CKJ9AOks\/s1600\/Caspar+David+Friedrich+-+Friedhofseingang.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lemonchiffon\"height=\"600\"width=\"450\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ECaspar David Friedrich Painting\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=darkorange\u003EWhen I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see the tombs of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow; when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind. When I read the several dates of the tombs, of some that died yesterday, and some six hundred years ago, I consider that great Day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together .\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJoseph Addison, (The Spectator, 1711)"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2394573730716862021\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/joseph-addison-quote-on-death.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2394573730716862021"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2394573730716862021"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/joseph-addison-quote-on-death.html","title":"Joseph Addison quote on Death"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-lpIr_kzY0-4\/TuNWX92uqxI\/AAAAAAAAAFA\/8b_CKJ9AOks\/s72-c\/Caspar+David+Friedrich+-+Friedhofseingang.jpg ","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-3911526336913893133"},"published":{"$t":"2012-07-09T04:41:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:42.967-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Forgiveness and tolerance  poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Khalil Gibran quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Insightful quotes on Bigotry, fanaticism and truth"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images2.layoutsparks.com\/1\/157893\/darkness-forest-night-image-31000.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThere is nothing more frightful than ignorance in action.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohann Wolfgang von Goethe\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EThose who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot,  are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EGeorge Gordon Byron\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EWhat a sad era when it is easier to smash an atom than a prejudice.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Albert Einstein\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EThe worst vice of a fanatic is his sincerity.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EOscar Wilde \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EFanatics in power and the funnel of a tornado have this in common   the narrow path in which they move is marked by violence and destruction.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EOscar Ostlund\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EThere is nobody as enslaved as the fanatic, the person in whom one  impulse, one value, has assumed ascendancy over all others.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMilton R. Sapirstein\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EThe fanatic is incorruptible: if he kills for an idea, he can just  as well get himself killed for one; in either case, tyrant or martyr,  he is a monster. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003ERmile.M.Cioran\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EAs any action or posture long continued will distort and disfigure the limbs; so the mind likewise is crippled and contracted by perpetual application to the same set of ideas.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Samuel Johnson\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EThere is no cruelty so inexorable and unrelenting as that which proceeds from a bigoted and presumptuous supposition of doing service to God. The victim of the fanatical persecutor will find that the stronger the motives he can urge for mercy are, the weaker will be his chance for obtaining it, for the merit of his destruction will be supposed to rise in value in proportion as it is effected at the expense of every feeling both of justice and of humanity.\u003Cbr\u003E     \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Charles Caleb Colton \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ETruth is like the stars; it does not appear except  from behind obscurity of the night. Truth is like all beautiful  things in the world; it does not disclose its desirability except  to those who first feel the influence of falsehood. Truth is a deep  kindness that teaches us to be content in our everyday life and  share with the people the same happiness.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EKhalil GIbran"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3911526336913893133\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/insightful-quotes-on-bigotry-fanaticism.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3911526336913893133"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3911526336913893133"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/insightful-quotes-on-bigotry-fanaticism.html","title":"Insightful quotes on Bigotry, fanaticism and truth"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-7911003425057777647"},"published":{"$t":"2012-07-06T06:48:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:43.137-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational stories"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Excerpt from \"The Book of Understanding\" by OSHO"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net\/hphotos-snc7\/295075_4067384489615_383261908_n.jpg'g=\"700\" style=\"border:6px ridge chocolate\"height=\"720\"width=\"525\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ELiving life in its totality\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EExcerpt from \"The Book of Understanding\" by OSHO.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=darkorange\u003E\"I have heard a beautiful story - I don't know how far it is correct, I cannot vouch for it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E In paradise one afternoon, in its most famous cafe, Lao Tzu, Confucius, and Buddha are sitting and chatting. The waiter comes with a tray that holds three glasses of the juice called \"Life,\" and offers them. Buddha immediately closes his eyes and refuses; he says, \"Life is misery.\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Confucius closes his eyes halfway - he is a middlist, he used to preach the golden mean - and asks the waiter to give him the glass. He would like to have a sip - but just a sip, because without tasting how can one say whether life is misery or not? Confucius had a scientific mind; he was not much of a mystic, he had a very pragmatic, earthbound mind. He was the first behaviorist the world has known, very logical. And it seems perfectly right - he says, \"First I will have a sip, and then I will say what I think.\" He takes a sip and he says, \"Buddha is right - life is misery.\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Lao Tzu takes all the three glasses and he says, \"Unless one drinks totally, how can one say anything?\" And Lao Tzu says, \" He drinks all the three glasses and starts dancing!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Buddha and Confucius ask him, \"Are you not going to say anything?\" And Lao Tzu says, \"This is what I am saying - my dance and my song are speaking for me.\" Unless you taste totally, you cannot say. And when you taste totally, you still cannot say because what you know is such that no words are adequate.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Buddha is on one extreme, Confucius is in the middle. Lao Tzu has drunk all the three glasses - the one that was brought for Buddha, the one that was brought for Confucius, and the one that was brought for him. He has drunk them all; he has lived life in its three-dimensionality.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E My own approach is that of Lao Tzu. Live life in all possible ways; don't choose one thing against the other, and don't try to be in the middle. Don't try to balance yourself - balance is not something that can be cultivated. Balance is something that comes out of experiencing all the dimensions o flife. Balance is something that happens; it is not something that can be brought about through your efforts. If you bring it through your efforts it will be false, forced. And you will remain tense, you will not be relaxed, because how can a person who is trying to remain balanced in the middle be relaxed? You will always be afraid that if you relax you may start moving to the left or to the right. You are bound to remain uptight, and to be uptight is to miss the whole opportunity, the whole gift of life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Don't be uptight.  Live life in its totality, drink life in its totality! Yes, sometimes it tastes bitter - so what? That taste of bitterness will make you capable of tasting its sweetness. You will be able to appreciate the sweetness only if you have tasted its bitterness. One who knows not how to cry will not know how to laugh, either. One who cannot enjoy a deep laughter, a belly laugh, that person's tears will be crocodile tears. They cannot be true, they cannot be authentic.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E I don't teach the middle way, I teach the total way. Then a balance comes of its own accord, and then that balance has tremendous beauty and grace. You have not forced it, it has simply come. By moving gracefully to the left, to the right, in the middle, slowly a balance comes to you because you remain so unidentified. When sadness comes, you know it will pass, and when happiness comes you know that will pass, too. Nothing remains; everything passes by. The only thing that always abides is your witnessing. That witnessing brings balance. That witnessing is balance. \" "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7911003425057777647\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/excerpt-from-book-of-understanding-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7911003425057777647"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7911003425057777647"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/excerpt-from-book-of-understanding-by.html","title":"Excerpt from \u0026quot;The Book of Understanding\u0026quot; by 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src='http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-XmEKt58opeo\/T9YMI5bYsxI\/AAAAAAAAAoY\/saDuK2m5oq4\/s1600\/seeem.JPG'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"540\"width=\"510\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWalt Whitman: “This is What You Shall Do”\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=white\u003EWalt Whitman, in his preface to Leaves of Grass:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EThis is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8685685862044832781\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/this-is-what-you-shall-do-by-walt.html#comment-form","title":"0 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quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Deepak Chopra Quotes on life,experience,spirituality"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.livejournal.ru\/static\/files\/travel\/themes\/zoom\/3984_4.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightseagreen\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EEvery time you are tempted to react in the same old way,  ask if you want to be a prisoner of the past or a pioneer  of the future .\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EDeepak Chopra\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003EEven when you think you have your life all mapped out,  things happen that shape your destiny in ways you might  never have imagined.  \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EDeepak Chopra\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003EOnce war becomes a clash of absolutes, there is no breathing  room for mercy. Absolute truth is blind truth.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003EIf you try to get rid of fear and anger without knowing their  meaning, they will grow stronger and return.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E If you contemplate the Golden Rule, it turns out to be an  injunction to live by grace rather than by what you think  other people deserve.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EDeepak Chopra, The Third Jesus: The Christ We Cannot Ignore\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003EEach of us is here to discover our true Self... that essentially we are spiritual beings  who have taken manifestation in physical form... that we're not human beings that have occasional spiritual experiences that we're spiritual beings that have occasional human experiences. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EDeepak Chopra\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003ENever forget that you are not in the world; the world is in you. When anything happens to you, take the experience inward. Creation is set up to bring you constant hints and clues about your role as co-creator. Your soul is metabolizing experience as surely as your body is metabolizing food.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Be content not with your lot in life but with being here in the flow of life. The glories of creation are in your very cells; you are made of the same mindstuff as the angels, the stars, and god himself. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EDeepak Chopra, The Book of Secrets: Unlocking the Hidden Dimensions of Your Life."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4087390325301107150\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/deepak-chopra-quotes-on.html#comment-form","title":"3 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4087390325301107150"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4087390325301107150"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/07\/deepak-chopra-quotes-on.html","title":"Deepak Chopra Quotes on life,experience,spirituality"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"3"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-6000413873155112076"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-28T05:09:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:44.101-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Osho Quotes on Perfectionism"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/0\/\/44\/213\/44213625_1243166684_b39869624460.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"700\"width=\"500\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EOsho Quotes on Perfectionism\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EMy approach is not that of a perfectionist... The whole idea has to be dropped. We have to learn a new language,the language of wholeness. And I call a person holy when he is whole in whatsoever he does. If you are doing cleaning, then do it totally. Then be utterly lost in it, and it will give you as much as a musician gets when he gets lost totally in his music or a dancer gets when he is utterly lost into his dance. Even cleaning the floor or cooking the food or taking the bath or going for a morning walk or anything. Let this be your foundation of life: that whatsoever you are doing at the moment, be utterly lost into it. Nothing of you should be left behind. Don’t keep any reservations. And you will come out of it immensely benefited, enriched. I am as fallible as anybody with only one difference: I am totally fallible!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  Perfectionism is the seed of neurosis. A perfectionist can never be satisfied — because there is no way to satisfy a perfectionist. He will always find something or other  and that ‘something’ will create trouble. Be more realistic, down to earth, and enjoy imperfection too; that is part of life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  I don’t teach perfection. What do I teach? I teach wholeness, not perfection. Be whole; be total; but don’t think about perfection. Be whole. Whatsoever you do, do it totally. What is the difference? When you do it totally you are not worried about the result. You did it totally. You are finished. More you could not do. You are not holding anything; you have put all your energy in it, you were whole in it. Now if you fail, you fail. If you succeed, you succeed. But whether you fail or you succeed, you are fulfilled all the same. A deep contentment arises because you have done whatsoever you could do. You can never be perfect. How can the part be perfect? You can never be perfect. Whatsoever you do, you can always imagine that it could have been better, whatsoever you do, you can imagine that better could have been done.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  When I say be whole, I mean be real, be here; whatsoever you do, do it totally. You will be imperfect but your imperfection will be full of beauty, it will be full of your totality. Never try to be perfect otherwise you will create much anxiety. So many troubles are there already; don’t create more troubles for yourself."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/6000413873155112076\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/osho-quotes-on-perfectionism.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6000413873155112076"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6000413873155112076"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/osho-quotes-on-perfectionism.html","title":"Osho Quotes on Perfectionism"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8114444550376632809"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-26T15:55:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:44.271-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"English poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Courage by Anne Sexton"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/annacatharina.a.n.pic.centerblog.net\/o\/69e1334f.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge pink\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EAndrei Belichenko \u0026 Maria Boohtiyarova Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003ECourage\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EAnne Sexton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=Pink\u003EIt is in the small things we see it.\u003Cbr\u003EThe child's first step, \u003Cbr\u003Eas awesome as an earthquake.\u003Cbr\u003EThe first time you rode a bike, \u003Cbr\u003Ewallowing up the sidewalk.\u003Cbr\u003EThe first spanking when your heart\u003Cbr\u003Ewent on a journey all alone.\u003Cbr\u003EWhen they called you crybaby\u003Cbr\u003Eor poor or fatty or crazy\u003Cbr\u003Eand made you into an alien, \u003Cbr\u003Eyou drank their acid\u003Cbr\u003Eand concealed it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Later, \u003Cbr\u003Eif you faced the death of bombs and bullets\u003Cbr\u003Eyou did not do it with a banner, \u003Cbr\u003Eyou did it with only a hat to\u003Cbr\u003Ecomver your heart.\u003Cbr\u003EYou did not fondle the weakness inside you\u003Cbr\u003Ethough it was there.\u003Cbr\u003EYour courage was a small coal\u003Cbr\u003Ethat you kept swallowing.\u003Cbr\u003EIf your buddy saved you\u003Cbr\u003Eand died himself in so doing, \u003Cbr\u003Ethen his courage was not courage, \u003Cbr\u003Eit was love; love as simple as shaving soap.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Later, \u003Cbr\u003Eif you have endured a great despair, \u003Cbr\u003Ethen you did it alone, \u003Cbr\u003Egetting a transfusion from the fire,\u003Cbr\u003E  picking the scabs off your heart, \u003Cbr\u003Ethen wringing it out like a sock.\u003Cbr\u003ENext, my kinsman, you powdered your sorrow, \u003Cbr\u003Eyou gave it a back rub\u003Cbr\u003Eand then you covered it with a blanket\u003Cbr\u003Eand after it had slept a while\u003Cbr\u003Eit woke to the wings of the roses\u003Cbr\u003Eand was transformed.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Later, \u003Cbr\u003Ewhen you face old age and its natural conclusion\u003Cbr\u003Eyour courage will still be shown in the little ways, \u003Cbr\u003Eeach spring will be a sword you'll sharpen, \u003Cbr\u003Ethose you love will live in a fever of love, \u003Cbr\u003Eand you'll bargain with the calendar\u003Cbr\u003Eand at the last moment\u003Cbr\u003Ewhen death opens the back door\u003Cbr\u003Eyou'll put on your carpet slippersrage  and stride out. 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When people grow wise in one direction,  they are sure to make it easier for themselves to grow wise in  other directions as well. On the other hand, when they split up  knowledge, concentrate on their own field, and scorn and ignore\u003Cbr\u003E other fields, they grow less wise —even in their own field.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E How often people speak of art and science as though they were two entirely different things, with no interconnection. An artist is emotional, they think, and uses only his intuition; he sees all at once and has no need of reason. A scientist is cold, they think, and uses only his reason; he argues carefully step by step, and needs no imagination. That is all wrong. The true artist is quite rational as well as imaginative and knows what he is doing; if he does not, his art suffers. The true scientist is quite imaginative as well as rational, and sometimes leaps to solutions where reason can follow only slowly; if he does not, his science suffers.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003Eby Isaac Asimov,The Roving Mind "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7138865292483170257\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/on-reasonart-and-science-by-isaac.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7138865292483170257"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7138865292483170257"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/on-reasonart-and-science-by-isaac.html","title":"On Reason,Art and Science by Isaac Asimov;The Roving Mind"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-738498352732509526"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-25T05:00:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:44.384-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Insightful quotes and reflections on human nature and character :Parte 2"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.gabrielpicart.com\/imatges\/imagesbox\/14-outdoor.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lemonchiffon\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EGabriel Picart Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EAlmost all of us long for peace and freedom; but very few of us  have much enthusiasm for the thoughts, feelings, and actions  that make for peace and freedom. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EAldous Huxley\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EIf you would convince a man that he does wrong, do right.  But do not care to convince him. Men will believe what they see.  Let them see.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EHenry David Thoreau\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EAs no roads are so rough as those that have just been mended,  so no sinners are so intolerant as those that have just turned  saints.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECharles Caleb Colton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EWhen a stupid man is doing something he is ashamed of, he always  declares that it is his duty. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EGeorge Bernard Shaw\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EWe have two kinds of morality side by side:  one which we preach  but do not practice and another which we practice but seldom preach.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EBertrand Russell\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EMany of us believe that wrongs aren't wrong if it's done by  nice people like ourselves.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAuthor Unknown\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ENearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s  character, give him power \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EAbraham Lincoln\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EYou can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those  who can do nothing for him. \u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJames D. Miles\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EYour religion is what you do when the sermon is over. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E H. 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At the entrance of a second person,  hypocrisy begins.  We parry and fend the approach of our  fellow-man by compliments, by gossip, by amusements, by affairs.   We cover up our thought from him under a hundred folds.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERalph Waldo Emerson\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EThe most melancholy thing about human nature, is, that a man may  guide others into the path of salvation, without walking in it  himself; that he may be a pilot, and yet a castaway. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EAugustus William Hare and Julius Charles Hare\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EIn the last analysis we must be judged by what we do and not by  what we believe.  We are as we behave - with a very small margin  of credit for our unmanifested vision of how we might behave if  we could take the trouble. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EGeoffrey L. Rudd\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EThis life therefore is not righteousness, but growth in righteousness,  not health, but healing, not being but becoming, not rest but exercise.  We are not yet what we shall be, but we are growing toward it,  the process is not yet finished, but it is going on, this is not the end,  but it is the road. All does not yet gleam in glory, but all is being purified. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMartin Luther\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EMan approaches God most nearly when he is in one sense least like God.  For what can be more unlike than fullness and need, sovereignty and humility, righteousness and penitence, limitless power and a cry for help?\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EIf a man will be righteous and equal, let him see, with his neighbour's eyes,  in his own case; and with his own eyes, in his neighbour's case.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EBENJAMIN WHICHCOTE\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EAll reformers, however strict their social conscience, live in houses just as big as they can pay for.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ELogan Pearsall Smith\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=burlywood\u003EBe more concerned with your character than your reputation, because  your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely  what others think you are. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn Wooden\u003Cbr\u003E "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4173377058952945329\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/insightful-quotes-and-reflections-on_25.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4173377058952945329"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4173377058952945329"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/insightful-quotes-and-reflections-on_25.html","title":"Insightful quotes and reflections on human character :Hypocrisy ,Righteousness and Morality\/Part 1"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-JsK9pziuE-M\/TgbRWlqYNnI\/AAAAAAAAAHU\/b_1G89OCmh0\/s72-c\/%25D9%2588%25D8%25AD%25D8%25AF%25D8%25A9.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-2992057155473749308"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-23T06:57:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:44.553-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Nature poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Lessons from Trees:Excerpts from \"The wandering\" by Hermann Hesse"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EExcerpts from \"The wandering\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EHermann Hesse \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003ERiviere de Lumiere - FREDERIC DELARUE\u003Cbe\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ciframe width=\"550\" height=\"380\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/oyFtrTLmymo?feature=player_detailpage\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen\u003E\u003C\/iframe\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/-xeMx3dCWBVY\/Tc54fWGPoeI\/AAAAAAABRtM\/nV0vXDWQU0o\/s1600\/Paul%2BHoecker%2B%25281854-1910%2529-.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge chocolate\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EPaul Hoecker Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E       \u003Cfont color=springgreen\u003EFor me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images17.fotki.com\/v1622\/photos\/7\/1306457\/9297233\/PortlandKaleidoscope105-vi.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge orangered\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-rNRyd_qgdqU\/TaLN1k41xGI\/AAAAAAAAAFk\/Jp4lTnYRmXs\/s1600\/paisaje.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"710\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E     \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/files.myopera.com\/pirocan\/albums\/882348\/3459108337_f9f71bb392_o.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"740\"width=\"520\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_E4BHqWBfKPA\/TFBXC7vf_GI\/AAAAAAAAAtI\/uUwYZv82dYo\/s1600\/los_paisajes_de_la_republica_checa_Fec_wide.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"680\"width=\"520\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one's suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E     \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/www.photographymojo.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/dead-tree-in-the-dam-nove-mlyny-palava-south-moravia-czech-republic.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"820\"width=\"520\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”   "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2992057155473749308\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/lessons-from-treesexcerpts-from.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2992057155473749308"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2992057155473749308"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/lessons-from-treesexcerpts-from.html","title":"Lessons from Trees:Excerpts from \u0026quot;The wandering\u0026quot; by Hermann Hesse"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"https:\/\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/oyFtrTLmymo\/default.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-2770401450010227706"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-22T08:06:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:44.723-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Insightful quotes on Time"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/www.fludit.com\/images\/stories\/Inspiration\/Surreal-Artworks-Made-by-Xetobyte\/Surreal-Artworks-Made-by-Xetobyte-1.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"650\"width=\"550\"\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orange\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ETime is a dream ... a destroying dream;\u003Cbr\u003EIt lays great cities in dust, it fills the seas;\u003Cbr\u003EIt covers the face of beauty, and tumbles walls.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECONRAD AIKEN\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EThe universe may be timeless, but if you imagine  breaking it into pieces, some of the pieces can  serve as clocks for the others. Time emerges  from timelessness. We perceive time because  we are, by our very nature, one of those pieces.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECRAIG CALLENDER\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EWe are the fools of Time and Terror: \u003Cbr\u003EDaysSteal on us, and steal from us; yet we live,\u003Cbr\u003ELoathing our life, and dreading still to die.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ELORD BYRON\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EDay by day Time rolls the scroll of Life,\u003Cbr\u003EYet man heeds not in worldly strife\u003Cbr\u003EThe vanished years, till Death demands his claim--\u003Cbr\u003EThe mound-lines of the clay that mark his name.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EHARRIET MAXWELL CONVERSE\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EWe grasp at Time, but cannot hold\u003Cbr\u003EOne minute of his treasured hour;\u003Cbr\u003EHe tarries not, though oft we pray\u003Cbr\u003EThat he will rest in youth's bright bower.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EARDELIA COTTON BARTON\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/fc04.deviantart.net\/fs24\/i\/2007\/329\/8\/b\/Light_of_love_by_Ioneek.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E    \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EOld Time, in whose banks we deposit our notes\u003Cbr\u003EIs a miser who always wants guineas for groats;\u003Cbr\u003EHe keeps all his customers still in arrears\u003Cbr\u003EBy lending them minutes and charging them years.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EOliver Wendell Holmes\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EMen wrongly lament the flight of time, blaming it for  being too swift; they do not perceive that its passage  is sufficiently long, but a good memory, which nature  has given to us, causes things long past to seem present.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ELEONARDO DA VINCI\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EThere is a balance, a kind of standoff between the time  continuum and the human entity, our frail bundle of soma  and psyche. We eventually succumb to time, it's true,  but time depends on us. We carry it in our muscles and  genes, pass it on to the next set of time-factoring  creatures, our brown-eyed daughters and jug-eared sons,  or how would the world keep going. Never mind the time  theorists, the cesium devices that measure the life and  death of the smallest silvery trillionth of a second....  We were the only crucial clocks, our minds and bodies,  way stations for the distribution of time.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EDON DELILLO\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003ETime, the cradle of hope.... Wisdom walks before it,  opportunity with it, and repentance behind it:  he that  has made it his friend will have little to fear from his  enemies, but he that has made it his enemy will have  little to hope from his friends.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECharles Caleb Colton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EHow rapidly time urges his flight; sometimes as a relentless,  unsparing destroyer; but oftener as a swift-winged and  beautiful angel; changing, yet not taking away this world's  blessings: making our past sorrows look dim in the distance;  opening many flowers of pleasure on our way, and gradually  ripening our souls for the great eternity.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWILLIAM CHAMBERS"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2770401450010227706\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/insightful-quotes-on-time.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2770401450010227706"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2770401450010227706"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/insightful-quotes-on-time.html","title":"Insightful quotes on Time"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-2671230869177676811"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-19T06:50:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:45.129-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Quotes from \"Warrior of the Light\" by Paulo Coelho"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/28.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_l4lu16MxiE1qbuxk3o1_500.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EEmmanuel Garant Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EPaulo Coelho, Warrior of the Light\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003EBehind the mask of ice that people wear,\u003Cbr\u003E there beats a heart of fire. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Warriors of light are not perfect.Their  beauty lies in accepting this fact and  still desiring to grow and to learn.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   In order to have faith in his own path,  he does not need to prove that someone  else's path is wrong. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  A Warrior of Light never resorts to trickery,  but he knows how to distract his opponent.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   A Warrior of Light values a child's eyes  because they are able to look at the world  without bitterness. When he wants to find  out if the person beside him is worthy of his  trust, he tries to see him as a child would. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    A Warrior knows that the ends do not justify  the means. Because there are no ends, there  are only means... \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/2671230869177676811\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/quotes-from-of-light-by-paulo-coelho.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2671230869177676811"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/2671230869177676811"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/quotes-from-of-light-by-paulo-coelho.html","title":"Quotes from \u0026quot;Warrior of the Light\u0026quot; by Paulo Coelho"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-402171555667633206"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-18T07:58:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:45.357-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring Justice quotes"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s3.amazonaws.com\/ology\/bundles\/ologysocial\/up\/img\/post\/post_large\/post_4f5ab916ed4147.20404758.png'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightblue\"height=\"460\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe just man is not the product of a day, but of a long  brooding and a painful birth. To become a power for peace,  a man must first pass through experiences which lead him  to see things in their different aspects: it is necessary  that he have a wide horizon, and breathe various atmospheres-- in a word, from crossing, one after another, paths and  points of view the most diverse, and sometimes the most  contradictory, he must acquire the faculty of putting  himself in the place of others and appreciating them.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECHARLES WAGNER, Justice\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EJustice shines in smoky cottages, and honors the pious.  Leaving with averted eyes the gorgeous glare obtained by  polluted hands, she is wont to draw nigh to holiness,  not reverencing wealth when falsely stamped with praise,  and assigning to each deed its righteous doom.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAeschylus\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EIf one really wishes to know how justice is administered  in a country, one does not question the policemen, the lawyers,  the judges, or the protected members of the middle class.  One goes to the unprotected--those, precisely, who need  the law's protection most!--and listens to their testimony.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJAMES BALDWIN, The Price of the Ticket\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EJustice and power must be brought together, so that  whatever is just may be powerful, and whatever is powerful may be just.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EBlaise Pascal\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EExpecting the world to treat you fairly because you are  a good person is a little like expecting a bull not to  attack you because you are a vegetarian.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EDennis Whole\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EThe whole history of the world is summed up in the fact that,  when nations are strong, they are not always just, and when  they wish to be just, they are no longer strong.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EWinston Churchill\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EIn matters of truth and justice, there is no difference between  large and small problems, for issues concerning the treatment  of people are all the same.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAlbert Einstein\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EI have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAbraham Lincoln\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EHe reminds me of the man who murdered both his parents, and  then when sentence was about to be pronounced pleaded for mercy  on the grounds that he was an orphan.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EAbraham Lincoln\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EJustice that love gives is a surrender, justice that law gives  is a punishment.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EThere is a higher court than courts of justice and that is  the court of conscience. It supercedes all other courts.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMahatma Gandhi\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EJustice is the first virtue of those who command, and  stops the complaints of those who obey.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Denis diderot\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EJustice delayed, is justice denied.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EGladstone, William E.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E           \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EJustice in the life and conduct of the State is possible only  as first it resides in the hearts and souls of the citizens.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EPlato \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EHe who goes no further than bare justice, stops at  the beginning of virtue.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EHugh Blair \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=powderblue\u003EOnly a kind person is able to judge another justly and to make  allowances for his weaknesses. A kind eye, while recognizing  defects, sees beyond them.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ELawrence G. 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Before Truth sends her triumphant light into the depths  of the heart, imagination catches its rays, and the peaks  of humanity will be glowing when humid night still lingers  in the valleys.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohann Friedrich von Schiller\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=lightpink\u003EWhen you begin to sense that your imagination is the place  where you are most divine, you feel called to clean out of  your mind all the worn and shabby furniture of thought.  You wish to refurbish yourself with living thought so that  you can begin to see.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn O'Donohue\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightpink\u003EThe theoretician believes in logic and believes that he despises  dreams, intuition, and poetry.  He does not recognize that these  three fairies have only disguised themselves in order to dazzle  him.... He does not know that he owes his greatest discoveries  to them.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAntoine de Saint-Exupéry\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=lightpink\u003EImagination is usually regarded as a synonym for the unreal.  Yet is true imagination healthful and real, no more likely  to mislead than the coarse senses. Indeed, the power of  imagination makes us infinite. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn Muir\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightpink\u003EImagination is not antagonistic to knowledge. On the contrary,  the highest imagination is that which can assimilate all kinds  of knowledge and make use of it as a vantage ground from which  to soar to higher things.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn Collier\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E     \u003Cfont color=lightpink\u003EMy imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives  me all the world and exiles me from it.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EUrsula K. 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Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something  helpless that wants our love.\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003ERainer Maria Rilke \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s12.radikal.ru\/i185\/1005\/29\/726d79e60df8.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src=' http:\/\/s48.radikal.ru\/i120\/1104\/85\/7304520c89c2.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"720\"width=\"470\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EDaniel Gerhartz Painting\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003ETherefore, love your solitude and try to sing out with  the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away...  and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast....  be happy about your growth, in which of course you can't take anyone  with you, and be gentle with  those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and  don't torment them with your  doubts and don't frighten them with your faith or joy, which they  wouldn't be able to comprehend.  Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common  with them, which doesn't necessarily  have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you  see them, love life in a form that is not  your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who  are afraid of the aloneness that you  trust.... and don't expect any understanding; but believe in a love  that is being stored up for you like an  inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength  and a blessing so large that you can travel  as far as you wish without having to step outside it.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Rainer Maria Rilke \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EThe only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that  we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise;  like diseases that are treated superficially and foolishly, they just  withdraw and after a short interval break out again all the more  terribly; and gather inside us and are life, are life that is unlived,  rejected, lost, life that we can die of. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ERainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s12.radikal.ru\/i185\/1005\/29\/726d79e60df8.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s53.radikal.ru\/i142\/1104\/da\/291a9d082cbe.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge goldenrod\"height=\"720\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=goldenrod\u003EDaniel Gerhartz Painting\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EWhy do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any misery,  any depression, since after all you don't know what work these  conditions are doing inside you? Why do you want to persecute yourself  with the question of where all this is coming from and where it is going?  Since you know, after all, that you are in the midst of transitions and  you wished for nothing so much as to change. If there is anything  unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means  by which an organism frees itself from what is alien; so one must simply  help it to be sick, to have its whole sickness and to break out with it,  since that is the way it gets better.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003ERainer Maria Rilke \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s12.radikal.ru\/i185\/1005\/29\/726d79e60df8.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s61.radikal.ru\/i172\/1112\/a1\/65b9e06e240f.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lemonchiffon\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003ERichard Johnson Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=navajowhite\u003EBe patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love  the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are  now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers,  which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them.  And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now.  Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some  distant day into the answer.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Rainer Maria Rilke\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s12.radikal.ru\/i185\/1005\/29\/726d79e60df8.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_C0DxZRJd7lU\/TMfwgxoK5NI\/AAAAAAAAAlM\/hdW_l_1lRN0\/s1600\/lilas_arvores.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge violet\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EDon't be too quick to draw conclusions from what happens to you; simply let it happen. Otherwise it will be too easy for you to look with blame... at your past, which naturally has a share with everything that now meets you.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003ERainer Maria Rilke\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EDo not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled  among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life  may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours.  Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words. \u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003ERainer Maria Rilke "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3688567598856077156\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/excerpt-from-to-young-poet-rainer-maria.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3688567598856077156"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3688567598856077156"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/excerpt-from-to-young-poet-rainer-maria.html","title":"Excerpt from \u0026quot;Letters to a Young Poet \u0026quot;by Rainer Maria Rilke:Inspiring and motivational quotes and thoughts"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/-8T3HP8yQ4ug\/TzGHhHD4JiI\/AAAAAAAAWHE\/5DX823wJoFw\/s72-c\/3172.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-3815019856664150593"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-16T05:24:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:45.583-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring Refinement quotes"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.napic.ir\/picture\/napic\/napic\/2011\/04\/Excellent-Wallpapers-38.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge deepskyblue\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ERefinement is the lifting of one's self upwards from the merely  sensual, the effort of the soul to etherealize the common wants  and uses of life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Whenever education and refinement grow away from the common people,  they are growing toward selfishness, which is the monster evil  of the world. That is true cultivation which gives us sympathy  with every form of human life, and enables us to work most  successfully for its advancement. Refinement that carries us  away from our fellowmen is not God's refinement.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Men who walk on tiptoe all through life, holding up their skirts  for fear they shall touch their fellows—who are delicate and  refined in feeling, and who ring all the bells of taste high up  in their own belfry where no one else can hear them, these dainty  fools are the greatest sinners of all, for they use their higher  faculties to serve the devil with.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Henry Ward Beecher\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003ERefinement creates beauty everywhere. It is the grossness of  the spectator that discovers anything like grossness in the object.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E William Hazlitt\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EIf refined sense and exalted sense be not so useful as common sense,  their rarity, their novelty, and the nobleness of their objects make  some compensation, and render them the admiration of mankind; as gold,  though less serviceable than iron, acquires from its scarcity a value  which is much superior.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EDavid Hume\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EAges of ignorance and simplicity are thought to be ages of purity.  But the direct contrary I believe to be the case. Rude periods have  that grossness of manners which is as unfriendly to virtue as luxury  itself. Men are less ashamed as they are less polished.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJoseph Warton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EThe same refinement which brings us new pleasures, exposes us to new pains.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EEdward Bulwer-Lytton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EI'm becoming more and more myself with time, I guess that's what grace  is, the refinement of your soul through time.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJewel\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EThe whole of science is nothing more than a refinement of everyday thinking.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAlbert Einstein  "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3815019856664150593\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/inspiring-refinement-quotes.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3815019856664150593"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3815019856664150593"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/inspiring-refinement-quotes.html","title":"Inspiring Refinement quotes"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5425111707030420226"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-15T06:56:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:45.640-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Wandering Singers by Sarojini Naidu"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/--GIffcyD39Q\/TlfQOX4jo-I\/AAAAAAAAM6Q\/dOk6eEBNT9I\/s1600\/4508134715ce79e5d7d637579422fb1d.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightblue\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWANDERING SINGERS\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby Sarojini Naidu \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=mediumturquoise\u003EHERE the voice of the wind calls our wandering feet, \u003Cbr\u003EThrough echoing forest and echoing street,  \u003Cbr\u003EWith lutes in our hands ever-singing we roam,  \u003Cbr\u003EAll men are our kindred, the world is our home.  \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Our lays are of cities whose lustre is shed,  \u003Cbr\u003EThe laughter and beauty of women long dead;  \u003Cbr\u003EThe sword of old battles, the crown of old kings,  \u003Cbr\u003EAnd happy and simple and sorrowful things. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E What hope shall we gather, what dreams shall we sow?  \u003Cbr\u003EWhere the wind calls our wandering footsteps we go.  \u003Cbr\u003ENo love bids us tarry, no joy bids us wait:  \u003Cbr\u003EThe voice of the wind is the voice of our fate. \u003Cbr\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/5425111707030420226\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/wandering-singers-by-sarojini-naidu.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5425111707030420226"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5425111707030420226"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/wandering-singers-by-sarojini-naidu.html","title":"Wandering Singers by Sarojini Naidu"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/--GIffcyD39Q\/TlfQOX4jo-I\/AAAAAAAAM6Q\/dOk6eEBNT9I\/s72-c\/4508134715ce79e5d7d637579422fb1d.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4308454732694212968"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-15T06:00:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:45.696-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"All mankind is of one author by John donne"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/\/68\/540\/68540030_Otto_Haslund.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EAll mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated....As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn Donne"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4308454732694212968\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/all-mankind-is-of-one-author-by-john.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4308454732694212968"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4308454732694212968"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/all-mankind-is-of-one-author-by-john.html","title":"All mankind is of one author by John donne"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8588829214730749806"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-12T15:59:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:45.978-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Understanding Poverty quotes"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/polpix.sueddeutsche.com\/polopoly_fs\/1.1064562.1298561868!\/image\/image.jpg_gen\/derivatives\/900x600\/image.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"570\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EDo not ask the name of the person who seeks a bed for the night.  He who is reluctant to give his name is the one who most needs shelter.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EVictor Hugo\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EIt is the great privilege of poverty to be happy and yet unenvied,  to be healthy with physic, secure without a guard, and to obtain  from the bounty of nature what the great and wealthy are compelled  to procure by the help of art.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESamuel Johnson\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EThe Poor Man whom everyone speaks of, the Poor Man whom everyone  pities, one of the repulsive Poor from whom ''charitable'' souls keep  their distance, he has still said nothing. Or, rather, he has spoken  through the voice of Victor Hugo, Zola, Richepin. At least, they said so.  And these shameful impostures fed their authors. Cruel irony, the Poor  Man tormented with hunger feeds those who plead his case.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAlbert Campus\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EWe have grown literally afraid to be poor. We despise anyone who elects  to be poor in order to simplify and save his inner life. If he does not  join the general scramble and pant with the money-making street, we deem  him spiritless and lacking in ambition.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWilliam James\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EResolve not to be poor: whatever you have, spend less. Poverty is a great  enemy to human happiness; it certainly destroys liberty, and it makes some  virtues impracticable, and others extremely difficult.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESamuel Johnson \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003ETo be shelterless and alone in the open country, hearing the wind moan and  watching for day through the whole long weary night; to listen to the falling  rain, and crouch for warmth beneath the lee of some old barn or rick, or  in the hollow of a tree; are dismal things -- but not so dismal as  the wandering up and down where shelter is, and beds and sleepers are by  thousands; a houseless rejected creature.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECharles Dickens"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8588829214730749806\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/understanding-poverty-quotes.html#comment-form","title":"1 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8588829214730749806"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8588829214730749806"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/understanding-poverty-quotes.html","title":"Understanding Poverty quotes"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"1"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5358501902670987780"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-12T15:44:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:46.035-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring quotes on art , artist and the public by Oscar Wilde"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/olvasgass.freeblog.hu\/files\/2010\/11\/COLORS___LEONID_AFREMOV_by_Leonidafremov.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge coral\"height=\"710\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=coral\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ELeonid Afremov Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EArt is Individualism, and Individualism is a disturbing and  disintegrating force. Therein lies its immense value.  For what it seeks to disturb is monotony of type, slavery of  custom, tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level  of a machine.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EOscar wilde\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThey are always asking a writer why he does not write like  somebody else, or a painter why he does not paint like somebody  else, quite oblivious of the fact that if either of them did  anything of the kind he would cease to be an artist.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EOscar wilde\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe public has always, and in every age, been badly brought up.  They are continually asking Art to be popular, to please their  want of taste, to flatter their absurd vanity, to tell them what  they have been told before, to show them what they ought to be  tired of seeing, to amuse them when they feel heavy after eating  too much, and to distract their thoughts when they are wearied of  their own stupidity. Now Art should never try to be popular.  The public should try to make itself artistic. \u003Cbr\u003EThere is a very wide difference.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EOscar wilde"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/5358501902670987780\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/inspiring-quotes-on-art-artist-and.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5358501902670987780"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5358501902670987780"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/inspiring-quotes-on-art-artist-and.html","title":"Inspiring quotes on art , artist and the public by Oscar Wilde"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-808070439707347397"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-10T06:47:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:46.265-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Quotes on Skepticism and Certainty"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.hsh.name\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/25.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge steelblue\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EDoubt requires more courage than conviction does, and more energy;  because conviction is a resting place and doubt is infinite – it is  a passionate exercise. You may come out of my play uncertain.  You may want to be sure. Look down on that feeling. We’ve got to  learn to live with a full measure of uncertainty. There is no last  word. That’s the silence under the chatter of our time. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn Patrick Shanley, Doubt\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EThere lives more faith in honest doubt,  Believe me, than in half the creeds.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EAlfred Lord Tennyson\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EIsn't it the moment of most profound doubt that gives  birth to new certainties? Perhaps hopelessness is  the very soil that nourishes human hope; perhaps one  could never find sense in life without first experiencing its absurdity...\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EVaclav Havel\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EBelieve those who are seeking the truth; doubt those who find it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAndre Gide\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EThoughts are free and subject to no rule. On them rests  the freedom of man, and they tower above the light of nature... create a new heaven, a new firmament, a new source of energy  from which new arts flow.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EParacelsus"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/808070439707347397\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/quotes-on-skepticism-and-certainty.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/808070439707347397"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/808070439707347397"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/quotes-on-skepticism-and-certainty.html","title":"Quotes on Skepticism and Certainty"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-6380701391052515176"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-09T04:38:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:46.321-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Khalil Gibran quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Love poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"A Poet's Voice by Khalil Gibran:Part Three,Four and conclusion.Inspiring poems on love and humanism"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EA Poet's Voice\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EPart Three\u003Cbr\u003EKhalil Gibran\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EThe shallows-Adam Hurst\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cobject style=\"height: 390px; width: 640px\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/xAwKGi7PIzQ?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowScriptAccess\" value=\"always\"\u003E\u003Cembed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/xAwKGi7PIzQ?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" allowScriptAccess=\"always\" width=\"400\" height=\"530\"\u003E\u003C\/object\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/blogimages.seniorennet.be\/karin1953\/1105744-3360a17a75258ae78ede151345c34ec0.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E     \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EThou art my brother because you are a human,\u003Cbr\u003E and we both are sons of one Holy Spirit; \u003Cbr\u003Ewe are equal and made of the same earth. \u003Cbr\u003E You are here as my companion along the path of life, and my aid  in understanding the meaning of hidden Truth. You are a human,  and, that fact sufficing, I love you as a brother. You may speak  of me as you choose, for Tomorrow shall take you away and will  use your talk as evidence for his judgment, and you shall receive justice.\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=coral\u003EYou may deprive me of whatever I possess, for my greed instigated  the amassing of wealth and you are entitled to my lot if it will satisfy you.\u003Cbr\u003E  You may do unto me whatever you wish, but you shall not be able  to touch my Truth. \u003Cbr\u003EYou may shed my blood and burn my body, but you cannot kill or  hurt my spirit. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EYou may tie my hands with chains and my feet with shackles, and  put me in the dark prison, but who shall not enslave my thinking,  for it is free, like the breeze in the spacious sky. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=coral\u003EYou are my brother and I love you. I love you worshipping in your  church, kneeling in your temple, and praying in your mosque.  You and I and all are children of one religion, for the varied  paths of religion are but the fingers of the loving hand of  the Supreme Being, extended to all, offering completeness of  spirit to all, anxious to receive all. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EI love you for your Truth, derived from your knowledge; that  Truth which I cannot see because of my ignorance. But I respect  it as a divine thing, for it is the deed of the spirit.  Your Truth shall meet my Truth in the coming world and blend  together like the fragrance of flowers and becoming one whole  and eternal Truth, perpetuating and living in the eternity  of Love and Beauty. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=coral\u003E\u003Cfont color=coral\u003EI love you because you are weak before the strong oppressor, and  poor before the greedy rich. For these reasons I shed tears and  comfort you; and from behind my tears I see you embraced in  the arms of Justice, smiling and forgiving your persecutors.  You are my brother and I love you. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/\/65\/960\/65960740_66d5b375.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EA Poet's Voice\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EPart Four\u003Cbr\u003EKhalil Gibran\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-HZGzPvp5TIM\/TfMnvRr6ZGI\/AAAAAAAAAAw\/QT40RvZcYvE\/s1600\/172446_10150149381348185_64655903184_7803559_5598323_o.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EThe soul believes in the power of knowledge and justice over dark  ignorance; it denies the authority that supplies the swords to  defend and strengthen ignorance and oppression - that authority  which destroyed Babylon and shook the foundation of Jerusalem  and left Rome in ruins. It is that which made people call  criminals great men; made writers respect their names; made  historians relate the stories of their inhumanity in manner of praise. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EThe only authority I obey is the knowledge of guarding and  acquiescing in the Natural Law of Justice.\u003Cbr\u003EWhat justice does authority display when it kills the killer?  When it imprisons the robber? When it descends on a neighborhood  country and slays its people? What does justice think of  the authority under which a killer punishes the one who kills,  and a thief sentences the one who steals? \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EYou are my brother, and I love you; and Love is justice with  its full intensity and dignity. If justice did not support  my love for you, regardless of your tribe and community,  I would be a deceiver concealing the ugliness of selfishness  behind the outer garment of pure love. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/\/65\/960\/65960740_66d5b375.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EA Poet's Voice\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EConclusion\u003Cbr\u003EKhalil Gibran\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/files.myopera.com\/amarys2art\/albums\/6993822\/34_Lee%20Bogle.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"650\"width=\"450\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003ELee Bogle Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EI came to say a word and I shall say it now. But if death \u003Cbr\u003Eprevents its uttering, it will be said tomorrow, for tomorrow\u003Cbr\u003E never leaves a secret in the book of eternity.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=moccasin\u003EI came to live in the glory of love and the light of beauty,  which are the reflections of God. I am here living, and  the people are unable to exile me from the domain of life  for they know I will live in death. If they pluck my eyes  I will hearken to the murmers of love and the songs of beauty.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E If they close my ears I will enjoy the touch of the breeze  mixed with the incebse of love and the fragrance of beauty. \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s2.itrash.ru\/idb\/4113\/o7045_1.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EIf they place me in a vacuum, I will live together with my\u003Cbr\u003E soul, the child of love and beauty.\u003Cbr\u003EI came here to be for all and with all, and what I do today\u003Cbr\u003E in my solitude will be echoed by tomorrow to the people.\u003Cbr\u003EWhat I say now with one heart will be said tomorrow by many hearts.      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for there is no grace in a benefit that sticks  to the fingers.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESeneca \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EThere is no delight in owning anything unshared.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESeneca\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EA gift consists not in what is done or given, but in the intention  of the giver or doer.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESeneca "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7876992729301745784\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/seneca-quotes-on-giving-and-gifts.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7876992729301745784"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7876992729301745784"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/seneca-quotes-on-giving-and-gifts.html","title":"Seneca quotes on Giving and Gifts"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-1500834897106288198"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-06T15:54:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:46.663-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Politics and freedom quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Quotes on Fanaticism and fanatics"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"     \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img36.imageshack.us\/img36\/2144\/41513505fh0cluo.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"715\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=ivory\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EAll mass movements generate in their adherents a readiness to die  and a proclivity for united action; all of them, irrespective of  the doctrine they preach and the program they project, breed  fanaticism, enthusiasm, fervent hope, hatred and intolerance;  all of them are capable of releasing a powerful flow of activity  in certain departments of life; all of them demand blind faith  and singlehearted allegiance. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EEric Hoffer,The True Believer\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=ivory\u003EMere human beings can't afford to be fanatical about anything.  Not even about justice or loyalty. The fanatic for justice ends  by murdering a million helpless people to clear a space for his  law-courts. If we are to survive on this planet, there must be  compromises. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EStorm Jameson\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=ivory\u003EIt is the nature of men having escaped one extreme, which by force  they were constrained long to endure, to run headlong into  the other extreme, forgetting that virtue doth always consist  in the mean. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESir Walter Raleigh"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1500834897106288198\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/quotes-on-fanaticism-and-fanatics.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1500834897106288198"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1500834897106288198"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/quotes-on-fanaticism-and-fanatics.html","title":"Quotes on Fanaticism and fanatics"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5593684873665275542"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-05T08:30:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:46.780-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Childhood  poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"French poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"To my daughter By Victor Hugo.With the original french version:A ma fille de victor hugo"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s017.radikal.ru\/i433\/1202\/c2\/645b78ae25c7.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lemonchiffon\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EGabriel Picart Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E    \u003Cfont color=red\u003ETo my daughter\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EVictor Hugo\u003Cbr\u003EParis, octobre 1842.\u003Cbr\u003Etranslated by Geoffrey Barto\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EOh my child, you see, I submit myself.\u003Cbr\u003EDo as I: see the far-off world;\u003Cbr\u003EHappy? no; triumphant? never;\u003Cbr\u003EResigned!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EBe good and sweet, and raise up a pious forehead.\u003Cbr\u003ELike the day in the heavens sets its flame,\u003Cbr\u003EYou, my child, in the blue of your eyes\u003Cbr\u003EPut your soul!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003ENothing is happy and nothing is triumphant.\u003Cbr\u003EThe hour is for all a thing incomplete;\u003Cbr\u003EThe hour is a shadow, and our lives, child,\u003Cbr\u003EConsists in it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EYes, of their fate all men are weary.\u003Cbr\u003EFor being happy, for all - morose destiny! -\u003Cbr\u003EAll has been missing. All, that is to say, alas!\u003Cbr\u003EVery little.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EThat very little is that which, for its part,\u003Cbr\u003EIn the universe all seek and desire:\u003Cbr\u003EA word, a name, a little treasure, a look,\u003Cbr\u003EA smile!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EGaiety is lacking for the great but loveless king;\u003Cbr\u003EA drop of water is lacking for the desert immense.\u003Cbr\u003EMan is a well where the void forever\u003Cbr\u003EReturns anew.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E S\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003Eee these thinkers that we idolize,\u003Cbr\u003ESee these heroes whose spirit dominates us,\u003Cbr\u003ENames by which our somber horizons\u003Cbr\u003EAre illuminated.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EAfter having, like a torch,\u003Cbr\u003EDazzled all with their countless rays,\u003Cbr\u003EThey went on to seek in their graves\u003Cbr\u003EA little shade.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe sky, which knows our ills and our sadness,\u003Cbr\u003ETakes in pity our vain and ringing days.\u003Cbr\u003EEach morning, it bathes in its tears\u003Cbr\u003EOur dawn.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EGod lights the way, for each as we walk,\u003Cbr\u003EUpon that which is, upon that which we are;\u003Cbr\u003EA law comes out for these things here-below,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd for man.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThis holy law, it must be followed,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd here it is, any soul can attain it:\u003Cbr\u003ETo hate nothing, my child; to love all,\u003Cbr\u003EOr to pity all.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EThe original French Version\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EA ma fille\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EVictor Hugo\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cblanchedalmond\u003EO mon enfant, tu vois, je me soumets.\u003Cbr\u003EFais comme moi: vis du monde éloignée;\u003Cbr\u003EHeureuse? non; triomphante? jamais.\u003Cbr\u003E Résignée! \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Sois bonne et douce, et lève un front pieux.\u003Cbr\u003EComme le jour dans les cieux met sa flamme,\u003Cbr\u003EToi, mon enfant, dans l'azur de tes yeux\u003Cbr\u003EMets ton âme!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Nul n'est heureux et nul n'est triomphant.\u003Cbr\u003EL'heure est pour tous une chose incomplète;\u003Cbr\u003EL'heure est une ombre, et notre vie, enfant,\u003Cbr\u003EEn est faite.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Oui, de leur sort tous les hommes sont las.\u003Cbr\u003EPour être heureux, à tous, -- destin morose! --\u003Cbr\u003ETout a manqué. Tout, c'est-à-dire, hélas!\u003Cbr\u003EPeu de chose.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Ce peu de chose est ce que, pour sa part,\u003Cbr\u003EDans l'univers chacun cherche et désire:\u003Cbr\u003EUn mot, un nom, un peu d'or, un regard,\u003Cbr\u003EUn sourire!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E La gaîté manque au grand roi sans amours;\u003Cbr\u003ELa goutte d'eau manque au désert immense.\u003Cbr\u003EL'homme est un puits où le vide toujours\u003Cbr\u003ERecommence.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Vois ces penseurs que nous divinisons,\u003Cbr\u003EVois ces héros dont les fronts nous dominent,\u003Cbr\u003ENoms dont toujours nos sombres horizons\u003Cbr\u003ES'illuminent!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Après avoir, comme fait un flambeau,\u003Cbr\u003EÉbloui tout de leurs rayons sans nombre,\u003Cbr\u003EIls sont allés chercher dans le tombeau\u003Cbr\u003EUn peu d'ombre.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Le ciel, qui sait nos maux et nos douleurs,\u003Cbr\u003EPrend en pitié nos jours vains et sonores.\u003Cbr\u003EChaque matin, il baigne de ses pleurs\u003Cbr\u003ENos aurores.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Dieu nous éclaire, à chacun de nos pas,\u003Cbr\u003ESur ce qu'il est et sur ce que nous sommes;\u003Cbr\u003EUne loi sort des choses d'ici-bas,\u003Cbr\u003EEt des hommes!\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Cette loi sainte, il faut s'y conformer.\u003Cbr\u003EEt la voici, toute âme y peut atteindre:\u003Cbr\u003ENe rien haïr, mon enfant; tout aimer,\u003Cbr\u003EOu tout plaindre!\u003Cbr\u003E      "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/5593684873665275542\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/to-my-daughter-by-victor-hugowith.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5593684873665275542"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5593684873665275542"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/to-my-daughter-by-victor-hugowith.html","title":"To my daughter By Victor Hugo.With the original french version:A ma fille de victor hugo"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-1870367551453584900"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-04T04:45:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:46.951-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"What is Education ?by Thomas Moore"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"      \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/fc07.deviantart.net\/fs70\/f\/2011\/138\/3\/3\/3333f17016b1c0e54d9042cd1dbc50be-d3gmz9x.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge pink\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EEducation is not the piling on of learning, information,  data,facts, skills, or abilities--that's training or  instruction--but is rather a making visible what is hidden as a seed... To be educated, a person doesn't have to know much or be informed,  but he or she does have to have been exposed vulnerably to  the transformative events of an engaged human life... One of the greatest problems of our time is that many are  schooled but few are educated. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EThomas Moore\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EWe have to start from the ground up and reconsider what education is. In my language, I'd like to see us educate the soul, and not just the mind. The result would be a person who could be in the world creatively, make good friendships, live in a place he loved, do work that is rewarding, and make a contribution to the community. People say that the word \"educate\" means to \"draw out\" a person's potential. But I like the \"duc\" - part in the middle of it. To be educated is to become a duke, a leader, a person of stature and color, a presence and a character. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EThomas Moore"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1870367551453584900\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/what-is-education-by-thomas-moore.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1870367551453584900"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1870367551453584900"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/what-is-education-by-thomas-moore.html","title":"What is Education ?by Thomas Moore"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5918235673007045300"},"published":{"$t":"2012-06-04T04:25:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:47.008-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Change is law by Socrates"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"      \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/vienisius.35photo.ru\/photos\/20110816\/254769.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge darkseagreen\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=khaki\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EIf you don't get what you want, you suffer; if you get what you  don't want, you suffer; even when you get exactly what you want,  you still suffer because you can't hold on to it forever.  Your mind is your predicament. It wants to be free of change.  Free of pain, free of the obligations of life and death.  But change is law and no amount of pretending will alter that reality. \u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ESocrates"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/5918235673007045300\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/change-is-law-by-socrates.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5918235673007045300"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5918235673007045300"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/change-is-law-by-socrates.html","title":"Change is law by 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quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"A Blessing for One Who is Exhausted by John O'Donohue,For a New Beginning by John O'Donoue,Inspiring Soul quotes by John O'Donoue"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EA Blessing for One Who is Exhausted\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EJohn O'Donohue\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EOmar Akram-Last Dance   \u003Cobject style=\"height: 390px; width: 640px\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/DQTE2KJVUto?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowScriptAccess\" value=\"always\"\u003E\u003Cembed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/DQTE2KJVUto?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" allowScriptAccess=\"always\" width=\"440\" height=\"400\"\u003E\u003C\/object\u003E    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/cd.img.v4.skyrock.net\/cde\/belleface76\/pics\/2699465240_1.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"700\"width=\"510\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Caquamarine\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWhen the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,\u003Cbr\u003ETime takes on the strain until it breaks;\u003Cbr\u003EThen all the unattended stress falls in\u003Cbr\u003EOn the mind like an endless, increasing weight,\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E The light in the mind becomes dim.\u003Cbr\u003EThings you could take in your stride before\u003Cbr\u003ENow become laborsome events of will.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EWeariness invades your spirit.\u003Cbr\u003EGravity begins falling inside you,\u003Cbr\u003EDragging down every bone.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E The tide you never valued has gone out.\u003Cbr\u003EAnd you are marooned on unsure ground.\u003Cbr\u003ESomething within you has closed down;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd you cannot push yourself back to life.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EYou have been forced to enter empty time.\u003Cbr\u003EThe desire that drove you has relinquished.\u003Cbr\u003EThere is nothing else to do now but rest\u003Cbr\u003EAnd patiently learn to receive the self\u003Cbr\u003EYou have forsaken for the race of days.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E At first your thinking will darken\u003Cbr\u003EAnd sadness take over like listless weather.\u003Cbr\u003EThe flow of unwept tears will frighten you.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg 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excessively gentle with yourself.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003EStay clear of those vexed in spirit.\u003Cbr\u003ELearn to linger around someone of ease\u003Cbr\u003EWho feels they have all the time in the world.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003EGradually, you will return to yourself,\u003Cbr\u003EHaving learned a new respect for your heart\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the joy that dwells far within slow time.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/3812\/mangiana.26\/0_3d88f_27880846_L.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003EFor a New Beginning\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=white\u003EJohn O'Donohue\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/amolife.com\/image\/images\/stories\/People\/Women\/aleksandra_women_.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge burlywood\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EIn out-of-the-way places of the heart,\u003Cbr\u003EWhere your thoughts never think to wander,\u003Cbr\u003EThis beginning has been quietly forming,\u003Cbr\u003EWaiting until you were ready to emerge.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EFor a long time it has watched your desire,\u003Cbr\u003EFeeling the emptiness growing inside you,\u003Cbr\u003ENoticing how you willed yourself on,\u003Cbr\u003EStill unable to leave what you had outgrown.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EIt watched you play with the seduction of safety\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the gray promises that sameness whispered,\u003Cbr\u003EHeard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,\u003Cbr\u003EWondered would you always live like this.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg 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When the way is flat and dull in times \u003Cbr\u003Eof gray endurance, may your imagination continue to\u003Cbr\u003E evoke horizons.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn O’Donohue\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EOnce the soul awakens, the search begins and you can never\u003Cbr\u003E go back. From then on, you are inflamed with a special \u003Cbr\u003Elonging that will never again let you linger in the lowlands\u003Cbr\u003E of complacency and partial fulfillment. The eternal makes \u003Cbr\u003Eyou urgent. You are loath to let compromise or the threat\u003Cbr\u003E of danger hold you back from striving toward the summit\u003Cbr\u003E of fulfillment. \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E John O'Donohue\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/stat18.privet.ru\/lr\/0a25277e9788c79885ab3b0d65689f20'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=coral\u003EYou are as young as you feel. If you begin to feel the warmth \u003Cbr\u003Eof your soul, there will be a youthfulness in you that no one\u003Cbr\u003E will be able to take away from you.\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn O'Donohue        "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8371578716265995457\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/a-blessing-for-one-who-is-exhausted-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8371578716265995457"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8371578716265995457"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/06\/a-blessing-for-one-who-is-exhausted-by.html","title":"A Blessing for One Who is Exhausted by John O\u0026#39;Donohue,For a New Beginning by John O\u0026#39;Donoue,Inspiring Soul quotes by John O\u0026#39;Donoue"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-1728835758924232757"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-28T07:31:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:47.863-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring quotes on Virtue and justice by Miguel de Cervantes"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net\/hphotos-ak-ash3\/581150_375005279204261_571985259_n.jpg 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge mediumpurple\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EMake virtue the medium of all your actions, and you will have  no cause to envy those whose birth gives them the title of great  men and princes; for nobility is inherited, but virtue acquired:  and virtue is worth more in itself than nobleness of birth.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMiguel de Cervantes,Don Quixote \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EDo not revile with words those whom their crimes oblige you to punish.  For the punishment is enough to the wretches, without the addition  of ill language. In the trial of criminals, consider as much as you  can without prejudice to the plaintiff, how defenseless and open  the miserable are to the temptations of our corrupt and depraved nature,  and to that extent show yourself full of pity and clemency.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMiguel de Cervantes,Don Quixote      "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1728835758924232757\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspiring-quotes-on-virtue-and-justice.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1728835758924232757"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1728835758924232757"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspiring-quotes-on-virtue-and-justice.html","title":"Inspiring quotes on Virtue and justice by Miguel de Cervantes"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8102229859427607925"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-28T06:51:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:47.975-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring quotes on Respect,self respect"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/-FvzffoGDO7I\/TrB0RYxXEUI\/AAAAAAAAg0Q\/cJGkuODGYOc\/s1600\/Nydia+Lozano+-+%252816%2529.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge pink\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ENydia Lozano painting\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EThe bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but  of respect and joy in each other's life. Rarely do members of  one family grow up under the same roof.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERichard Bach\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYou should respect each other and refrain from disputes; you  should not, like water and oil, repel each other, but should,  like milk and water, mingle together.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Buddha\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EThey cannot take away our self-respect if\u003Cbr\u003E we do not give it to them.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMohandas K. 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If he should for a single moment forget it,  what a chorus of voices would recall it to him! And yet, in  the drop of existence which he absorbs, he takes in ages  through memory and ages through presentiment.  In the moments as they pass, he dimly sees eternity, and more  than this, he possesses it by anticipation.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECHARLES WAGNER"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3142015682172882023\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/eternity-quote-by-charles-wagner.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3142015682172882023"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3142015682172882023"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/eternity-quote-by-charles-wagner.html","title":"Eternity quote by CHARLES WAGNER"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/lh3.ggpht.com\/_CXbbdp9JHqw\/St1crHx1FJI\/AAAAAAAAErA\/lkeRig29ZYk\/s72-c\/Crimson_by_RedSigns.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8251691032883275235"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-24T04:45:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:48.311-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring quotes on mind"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"    \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/sphotos.xx.fbcdn.net\/hphotos-prn1\/p480x480\/522605_315810225157357_109759299095785_796676_1304469924_n.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightblue\"height=\"500\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWhatever an enemy might do to an enemy, or a foe to a foe,  the ill-directed mind can do to you even worse. Whatever a mother, father or other kinsman might do for you,  the well-directed mind can do for you even better.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EBuddha\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMeasure your mind's height by the shade it casts.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERobert Browning\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EGreat minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events;  Small minds discuss people.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Eleanor Roosevel\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EYou can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy  this body, but you will never imprison my mind.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMahatma Gandhi"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8251691032883275235\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspiring-quotes-on-mind.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8251691032883275235"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8251691032883275235"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspiring-quotes-on-mind.html","title":"Inspiring quotes on mind"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8123289028450231678"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-24T04:28:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:48.368-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Mind quote by Arthur Conan Doyl"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-BuH869c_bmc\/Trv8ECdckOI\/AAAAAAAAA7U\/-Ty8v2GrSPg\/s1600\/217102_208565985828274_100000246221783_757675_6304924_n.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"710\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EMy mind,\" he said, \"rebels at stagnation. Give me problems,  give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most  intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere.  I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. But I abhor  the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.  That is why I have chosen my own particular profession, or  rather created it, for I am the only one in the world.”\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of Four"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8123289028450231678\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/mind-quote-by-arthur-conan-doyl.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8123289028450231678"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8123289028450231678"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/mind-quote-by-arthur-conan-doyl.html","title":"Mind quote by Arthur Conan Doyl"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-BuH869c_bmc\/Trv8ECdckOI\/AAAAAAAAA7U\/-Ty8v2GrSPg\/s72-c\/217102_208565985828274_100000246221783_757675_6304924_n.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-1863087005327715543"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-22T04:54:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:48.591-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"The awakening by Thomas Merton"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/6103\/87848796.3c3\/0_d8732_f2b7a388_XL.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge chocolate\"height=\"520\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWhen we are alone on a starlit night, when by chance we see  the migrating birds in autumn descending on a grove of junipers  to rest and eat; when we see children in a moment when they are  really children, when we know love in our own hearts; or when,  like the Japanese poet, Basho, we hear an old frog land in a quiet  pond with a solitary splash - at such times the awakening,  the turning inside out of all values, the \"newness,\" the emptiness  and the purity of vision that make themselves evident, all these  provide a glimpse of the cosmic dance.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EThomas Merton"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1863087005327715543\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/the-awakening-by-thomas-merton.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1863087005327715543"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1863087005327715543"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/the-awakening-by-thomas-merton.html","title":"The awakening by Thomas Merton"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8372324075101235883"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-19T06:45:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:49.036-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"BEGINNING QUOTES"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/static1.pixdaus.com\/files\/items\/pics\/4\/62\/514462_3f1c244da50bfeed2d2df4ad55e483f5_large.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gold\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=yellow\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EEvery new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Seneca\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=yellow\u003EThere are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth... not going all the way, and not starting.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EBuddha \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=yellow\u003EThe secret to a rich life is to have more beginnings than endings.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EDavid Weinbaum \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=yellow\u003EThough no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone  an start from now and make a brand new ending.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECarl Bard\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=yellow\u003EThe birth of all things is weak and tender; and therefore  we should have our eyes intent on beginnings.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMichel De Montaigne \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8372324075101235883\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/beginning-quotes.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8372324075101235883"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8372324075101235883"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/beginning-quotes.html","title":"BEGINNING QUOTES"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4650741780645051135"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-19T05:14:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:49.092-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Quotes on  learning and intelligence"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img.kidsnet.cn\/upfile\/baby\/fashion\/topic\/details\/img\/2119906148749477.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge cornsilk\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EA teacher who can arouse a feeling for one single good action,  for one single good poem, accomplishes more than he who fills  our memory with rows and rows of natural objects, classified  with name and form.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohann Wolfgang von Goethe\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EHuman beings do not carry civilization in their genes. All that  we do carry in our genes are certain capacities-- the capacity  to learn to walk upright, to use our brains, to speak, to relate  to our fellow men, to construct and use tools, to explore  the universe, and to express that exploration in religion,  in art, in science, in philosophy.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMargaret Mead "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4650741780645051135\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/quotes-on-learning-and-intelligence.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4650741780645051135"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4650741780645051135"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/quotes-on-learning-and-intelligence.html","title":"Quotes on  learning and intelligence"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8369245183002596710"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-18T04:26:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:49.205-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"English poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Life in the fields by Victor Hugo\/The original version in French:La vie aux champs"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s4.images.drive2.ru\/user.blog.photos\/x4\/0400\/000\/000\/282\/202\/88ce7df612be66ce-large.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EVI. Life in the fields\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EVictor Hugo(1880)\u003Cbr\u003EDrawn from Contemplations, Aurore\u003Cbr\u003Etranslated by Geoffrey Barto\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EIn the country at night, one goes out for a walk,\u003Cbr\u003EThe poor man in his field, the rich man in his domain;\u003Cbr\u003EMe, I go forward; the poet in every place\u003Cbr\u003EFeels himself at home, sensing he is everywhere with God.\u003Cbr\u003EWillingly I go alone. I meditate or listen.\u003Cbr\u003EHowever, if someone wishes to come along,\u003Cbr\u003EI accept. Every person has something to share,\u003Cbr\u003EEvery man is a book in which God, Himself, writes.\u003Cbr\u003EEach time one of these books falls into my hands,\u003Cbr\u003EA volume where lives a soul and that is sealed in the tomb,\u003Cbr\u003EI read it.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EEach night I therefore leave, have a break,\u003Cbr\u003EI go out. Along the way I visit friends I have.\u003Cbr\u003EWe take some air at the end of the garden, as family.\u003Cbr\u003EThe dew dampens the benches a little beneath the trees;\u003Cbr\u003ELittle matter! I sit, and I do not know why\u003Cbr\u003EAll the little children gather around me.\u003Cbr\u003EOnce I am seated, there they all come.\u003Cbr\u003EIt's just they know I have their tastes; they remember\u003Cbr\u003EThat I like them love the air, the flowers, butterflies,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd the animals one sees running in the fields.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EThey know that I'm a man who loves them,\u003Cbr\u003EA being around whom they can play, and even\u003Cbr\u003EShout, make noise, talk out loud;\u003Cbr\u003EThat I laughed like them and still more in the past,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd that today, though I only watch their frolicking,\u003Cbr\u003EI still smile at them, though I am most sad;\u003Cbr\u003EThey say, sweet friends, that I never know\u003Cbr\u003EHow to get angry; they have fun with me; I do\u003Cbr\u003EThings on paper, drawings with my pen;\u003Cbr\u003EThat I tell - even as the lamps are lit -\u003Cbr\u003EOh! charming stories that make you fear the night,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd finally, that I'm sweet, not proud or too instructive.\u003Cbr\u003ESo when they have seen me: \"There he is!\" All run.\u003Cbr\u003EThey leave behind their games and surround me\u003Cbr\u003EWith their lovely, large child-eyes, without fear or rancor,\u003Cbr\u003EWhich seem forever as blue as the blue of the sky.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe children - when one is small, one is brave-\u003Cbr\u003EClimb on my knees; the bigger ones have a serious air;\u003Cbr\u003EThey bring me blackbird nests they have found,\u003Cbr\u003EAlbums, pencils that come from Paris;\u003Cbr\u003EThey consult me, have a hundred things to tell,\u003Cbr\u003EThey speak, we chat, above all one laughs;-I love laughter,\u003Cbr\u003ENot the ironic laugh of sarcastic jeerers,\u003Cbr\u003EBut the sweet honest laugh of the open mouth and heart,\u003Cbr\u003EWhich at the same time reveals pearls and souls.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EI admire the pencils, the albums, the blackbird nests;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd sometimes they say, when I have finished admiring:\u003Cbr\u003E\"That's the same opinon as Monsieur the Cure's.\"\u003Cbr\u003EThen, when they have chatted together at their leisure,\u003Cbr\u003EThey move, suddenly, the bigger ones leaning on my chair,\u003Cbr\u003EThe smaller ones always grouped at my knees, and then\u003Cbr\u003ESilence, and that means, \"Talk to us.\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EI talk to them of everything. My speeches sew in them\u003Cbr\u003EBoth ideas and facts. As they like me, they like\u003Cbr\u003EWhat I tell them. I point out to them\u003Cbr\u003EThe sky, God who's hiding there, and the stars one sees.\u003Cbr\u003EAll, to look at them, listen. I tell how\u003Cbr\u003EWe must think, dream, seek. God blesses man,\u003Cbr\u003ENot for having found, but for having sought.\u003Cbr\u003EI say, \"Give alms to the poor, humble and stooped,\u003Cbr\u003ESweetly receive lessons or blame,\u003Cbr\u003EGive and receive, it's to give life the soul!\"\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E I tell them about life, and that, in our suffering,\u003Cbr\u003EGoodness must be at the bottom of our tears,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd that in our happiness, and in our delight,\u003Cbr\u003EGoodness must be at the bottom of our laughter.\u003Cbr\u003EThat to be good is to live well; and that adversity\u003Cbr\u003ECan always stalk a soul, save for the good;\u003Cbr\u003EAnd that the mean, in their profound hatred,\u003Cbr\u003EAre wrong to accuse God. Great God! No man in the world\u003Cbr\u003EHas the right, in choosing his path, and following it,\u003Cbr\u003ETo say that it's you who made him mean;\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EFor the mean, Lord, are not necessary to you.\u003Cbr\u003EI also tell them history; the misery\u003Cbr\u003EOf the Jewish people, cursed that one must finally bless;\u003Cbr\u003EGreece, shining up to the future;\u003Cbr\u003ERome; ancient Egypt and its shadeless plains,\u003Cbr\u003EAnd all that one sees there, sinister and somber,\u003Cbr\u003ETerrifying places! all die; the human noise ends.\u003Cbr\u003EAll those demons carved in blocks of granit,\u003Cbr\u003EMonstrous Olympia of dark epoques,\u003Cbr\u003ESphinxes, Anubises, Ammons, Mercuries,\u003Cbr\u003ESitting in the desert 4000 years.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/images.shareapic.net\/images7\/023272068.png'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EAround them the wind blows, and the burning sand\u003Cbr\u003ERises, like a sea out of which poke their enormous heads;\u003Cbr\u003EThe mutilated stone has kept some form\u003Cbr\u003EOf statue or of specter, and first recalls\u003Cbr\u003EThe folds of a sheet draped over the face of a corpse;\u003Cbr\u003EOne first perceives the forehead, the nose, the mouth,\u003Cbr\u003EThe eyes, I do not know what fierce and horrible thing,\u003Cbr\u003EWhich looks and sees, vague and hideous mask.\u003Cbr\u003EThe night traveller, who passes by them,\u003Cbr\u003EFearful, and thinking to see, in the light of the stars,\u003Cbr\u003EGiants, chained and mute beneath their veils."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8369245183002596710\/comments\/default","title":"Post 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src='http:\/\/www.waterhousegallery.com\/lrgimage\/Fig%20Web\/Beilfuss-Interlude-18x24.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"540\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EKevin Beilfuss painting\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=pink\u003EIf we are in a general way permitted to regard human activity  in the realm of the beautiful as a liberation of the soul, as  a release from constraint and restriction, in short to consider  that art does actually alleviate the most overpowering and  tragic catastrophes by means of the creations it offers to our  contemplation and enjoyment, it is the art of music which  conducts us to the final summit of that ascent to freedom.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003EGeorg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel,the Philosophy of Fine 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-Improvement"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_QjNswq89a48\/TTslSLFWyVI\/AAAAAAAAADI\/qrGKaoUHxKo\/s1600\/thuc+tinh+tung+ngay.png'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gold\"height=\"660\"width=\"490\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=gold\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe small man thinks that small acts of goodness are of no  benefit, and does not do them; and that small deeds of evil  do no harm, and does not refrain from them. Hence, his  wickedness becomes so great that it cannot be concealed,  and his guilt so great that it cannot be pardoned.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECONFUCIUS\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EVirtue is more to a man than either water or fire.  I have seen men die from treading on water and fire,  but I have never seen a man die from treading the course of virtue.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECONFUCIUS\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003ETo put the world in order, we must first put the nation in  order; to put the nation in order, we must first put  the family in order; to put the family in order; we must  first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EConfucius"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7759893521473594243\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspirational-confucius-quotes-on.html#comment-form","title":"2 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7759893521473594243"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7759893521473594243"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspirational-confucius-quotes-on.html","title":"Inspirational Confucius quotes on Goodness,Virtue and self -Improvement"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_QjNswq89a48\/TTslSLFWyVI\/AAAAAAAAADI\/qrGKaoUHxKo\/s72-c\/thuc+tinh+tung+ngay.png","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"2"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4407879951852262083"},"published":{"$t":"2012-05-12T05:32:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:49.882-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Love quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"inspiring philosophical  quotes on Meditation,Religion,Evil,Spirituality and love by aldous huxely , Aleksandr I. Solzhenitsyn,Felix Adler,Frederick Buechner,Fyodor Dostoyevski"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EThe quit places in the mind\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003EAldous Huxley\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E   \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i48.servimg.com\/u\/f48\/15\/88\/74\/85\/sleep154.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EKevin Beilfuss Art \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EJOHN SOKOLOFF - Murza\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cobject style=\"height: 390px; width: 640px\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/RGYKYOUXhso?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowScriptAccess\" value=\"always\"\u003E\u003Cembed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/RGYKYOUXhso?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" allowScriptAccess=\"always\" width=\"420\" height=\"420\"\u003E\u003C\/object\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EThere are quiet places also in the mind', he said meditatively. But we build bandstands and factories on them. Deliberately—  to put a stop to the quietness. ... All the thoughts, all  the preoccupations in my head — round and round, continually  What's it for? What's it all for? To put an end to the quiet,  to break it up and disperse it, to pretend at any  cost that it isn't there.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Ah, but it is; it is there, in spite of everything,at the back  of everything. Lying awake at night— not restlessly, but serenely,  waiting for sleep — the quiet  re-establishes itself, piece by piece; all the broken bits...  we've been so busily dispersing all day long.  It re-establishes itself, an inward quiet, like the outward  quiet of grass and trees. It fills one, it grows — a crystal  quiet, a growing, expanding crystal. It grows, it becomes  more perfect; it is beautiful and terrifying ...\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  For one's  alone in the crystal, and there's no support from the outside,  there is nothing external and important, nothing external  and trivial to pull oneself up by or stand on ... There is  nothing to laugh at or feel enthusiast about. But the quiet  grows and grows. Beautifully and unbearably. And at last you  are conscious of something approaching; it is almost a faint  sound of footsteps.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E Something inexpressively lovely and  wonderful advances through the crystal, nearer, nearer.  And, oh, inexpressively terrifying. For if it were to touch  you, if it were to seize you and engulf you, you'd die;  all the regular, habitual daily part of you would die ....  one would have to begin living arduously in the quiet,  arduously in some strange, unheard of manner.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003EOn religion\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img0.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/b\/3\/3\/661\/3661208_1191398096_michal041.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"690\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=gold\u003EIn order to justify their behavior, they turn their theories  into dogmas, their bylaws into First Principles, their  political bosses into Gods and all those who disagree with  them into incarnate devils. This idolatrous transformation  of the relative into the Absolute and the all too human into  the Divine, makes it possible for them to indulge their ugliest  passions with a clear conscience and in the certainty that  they are working for the Highest Good. And when the current  beliefs come, in their turn, to look silly, a new set will  be invented, so that the immemorial madness may continue to wear  its customary mask of legality, idealism, and true religion.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAldous Huxely \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003EOn Evil\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/-oqfHUJvPIeU\/TfMpaon3OaI\/AAAAAAAAAA8\/uAQDEJPjbtQ\/s1600\/190111_10150164231538185_64655903184_7964016_3820812_n.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"690\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=orange\u003EIf only it were all so simple!If only there were evil  people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds,  and it were necessary only to separate them from  the rest of us and destroy them.But the line dividing  good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being.  And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Cfont color=red\u003E Aleksandr I. Solzhenitsyn\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EOn spirituality \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/blogimages.seniorennet.be\/karin1953\/1105744-a751c3f5adc458d60b44c9ad09cae3a9.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge darkseagreen\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EThe unique personality which is the real life in me, I can  not gain unless I search for the real life, the spiritual  quality, in others. I am myself spiritually dead unless  I reach out to the fine quality dormant in others.  For it is only with the god enthroned in the innermost  shrine of the other, that the god hidden in me, will consent to appear.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EFelix Adler \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ELove quotes\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-sv33NrTtWVU\/TwfN278Kn8I\/AAAAAAAAC0k\/YoZsx5qajjI\/s640\/281457_149969218419241_129873020428861_322443_4043529_n.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lemonchiffon\"height=\"650\"width=\"520\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003ELee Bogle Art\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=peachpuff\u003EYour life and my life flow into each other as wave flows  into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom  for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me.  To see reality not as we expect it to be but as it is is  to see that unless we live for each other and in and through  each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that  there can really be life only where there really is, in just  this sense, love.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EFrederick Buechner, The Magnificent Defeat \u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5900\/artemova-ludmila2010.84\/0_5350f_5528a0f0_L'\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E  \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.fondosescritorio.net\/wallpapers\/Naturaleza\/Lagos-Y-Montanas\/Lacsmontagnes-03.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge dodgerblue\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=aqua\u003ELove all of God's creation, the whole of it and every grain  of sand in it. Love every leaf, every ray of God's light.  Love the animals, love the plants, love everything.  If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery  in things. Once you have perceived it, you will begin to  comprehend it better every day, and you will come at last  to love the world with an all-embracing love.\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EFyodor Dostoyevski  "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4407879951852262083\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspiring-philosophical-quotes-on.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4407879951852262083"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4407879951852262083"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/05\/inspiring-philosophical-quotes-on.html","title":"inspiring philosophical  quotes on Meditation,Religion,Evil,Spirituality and love by aldous huxely , Aleksandr I. 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We can help one another  to find the meaning of life no doubt. But in the last analysis,  the individual person is responsible for living his own life  and for \"finding himself.\" If he persists in shifting his  responsibility to somebody else, he fails to find out  the meaning of his own existence. You cannot tell me who  I am and I cannot tell you who you are. If you do not know  your own identity, who is going to identify you?”\u003Cbr\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003EThomas Merton\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E  \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EEvery moment and every event of everyman's life on earth plants  something in his soul. 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It doesn't \u003Cbr\u003Estruggle to be different than a rose. It doesn't have\u003Cbr\u003E to. It is different. And there's room in the garden \u003Cbr\u003Efor every flower. You didn't have to struggle to make \u003Cbr\u003Eyour face different than anyone else's on earth.\u003Cbr\u003E It just is. You are unique because you were created\u003Cbr\u003E that way. Look at little children in kindergarten. \u003Cbr\u003EThey're all different without trying to be. As long \u003Cbr\u003Eas they're unselfconsciously being themselves, they \u003Cbr\u003Ecan't help but shine. 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We know so many things, but we don't know\u003Cbr\u003E ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick \u003Cbr\u003Eand hard as an ox's or bear's, cover the soul. Go into your\u003Cbr\u003E own ground and learn to know yourself there.\u003Cbr\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EMeister Eckhart\u003Cbr\u003E\u003Cp\u003E \u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EThere is something in the soul that is so akin to God that\u003Cbr\u003E it is one with Him... 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She speaks in our spirit.\u003Cbr \/\u003EHer voice yields to our silences like a faint\u003Cbr \/\u003Elight that quivers in fear of the shadow.\"\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut the restless say, \"We have heard her shouting\u003Cbr \/\u003Eamong the mountains,\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd with her cries came the sound of hoofs, and\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe beating of wings and the roaring of lions.\"\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i32.tinypic.com\/2s626g2.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EAt night the watchmen of the city say, \"Beauty shall\u003Cbr \/\u003Erise with the dawn from the east.\"\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd at noontide the toilers and the wayfarers say,\u003Cbr \/\u003E\"We have seen her leaning over the earth from \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe windows of the sunset.\"\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i32.tinypic.com\/2s626g2.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EIn winter say the snow-bound, \"She shall come with \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe spring leaping upon the hills.\" \u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd in the summer heat the reapers say, \u003Cbr \/\u003E\"We have seen her dancing with the autumn leaves, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand we saw a drift of snow in her hair.\"\u003Cbr \/\u003EAll these things have you said of beauty, \u003Cbr \/\u003EYet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. \u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i32.tinypic.com\/2s626g2.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut rather an image you see though you close your eyes \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand a song you hear though you shut your ears.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is not the sap within the furrowed bark,\u003Cbr \/\u003E nor a wing attached to a claw,\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of\u003Cbr \/\u003Eangels for ever in flight.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i32.tinypic.com\/2s626g2.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EPeople of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils\u003Cbr \/\u003Eher holy face.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut you are life and you are the veil.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBeauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut you are eternity and you are the mirror.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i058.radikal.ru\/0911\/2a\/113555d691dc.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EBeauty is the radiance of being\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003ENicholas Gordon\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2618\/4182508181_33e7db9b77_z.jpg?zz=1'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge orange\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003EBeauty is the radiance of Being,\u003Cbr \/\u003EOpening a seam of inner sky.\u003Cbr \/\u003ENow we pause a moment beyond seeing,\u003Cbr \/\u003ENot at the heart of things but quite nearby,\u003Cbr \/\u003EIn fields where all our deepest longings lie.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i32.tinypic.com\/2s626g2.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=coral\u003EEach of us becomes a thing of beauty\u003Cbr \/\u003EAs we are touched by love's unearthly grace,\u003Cbr \/\u003ENot meaning to transcend our chosen duty,\u003Cbr \/\u003EDemanding nothing more than we embrace,\u003Cbr \/\u003EMore lovely than our hands or eyes can trace.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i32.tinypic.com\/2s626g2.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003EAs ordinary days are filled with music,\u003Cbr \/\u003ERejoicing in the glory of a song,\u003Cbr \/\u003EKind hearts can dwell in beauty if they choose it,\u003Cbr \/\u003EUnseen by those who anger and do wrong.\u003Cbr \/\u003ESo may love bring you beauty all life long.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i058.radikal.ru\/0911\/2a\/113555d691dc.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWhen You Are Old\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EWilliam Butler Yeats\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s43.radikal.ru\/i099\/1112\/7a\/488bbf333213.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"680\"width=\"520\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=ivory\u003ERichard Johnson Art\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003EWHEN you are old and grey and full of sleep,\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd nodding by the fire, take down this book,\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd slowly read, and dream of the soft look\u003Cbr \/\u003EYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;\u003Cbr \/\u003EHow many loved your moments of glad grace,\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd loved your beauty with love false or true,\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd loved the sorrows of your changing face;\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,\u003Cbr \/\u003EMurmur, a little sadly, how Love fled\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd paced upon the mountains overhead\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd hid his face amid a crowd of stars. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i058.radikal.ru\/0911\/2a\/113555d691dc.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/deetroy.users.photofile.ru\/photo\/deetroy\/96028139\/xlarge\/106145087.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge pink\"height=\"680\"width=\"540\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EA man should hear a little music, read a little poetry,\u003Cbr \/\u003E and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order\u003Cbr \/\u003E that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul. \u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohann Wolfgang von Goethe\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr 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Both seem to speak truth,\u003Cbr \/\u003E so we listen to both, and remain neurotic.” \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMignon McLaughlin – The Neurotic’s Notebook"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1158187834752292095\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/reason-and-passion-by-mignon-mclaughlin.html#comment-form","title":"1 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1158187834752292095"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1158187834752292095"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/reason-and-passion-by-mignon-mclaughlin.html","title":"Reason and passion by Mignon McLaughlin"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"1"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-193340656070004216"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-29T17:06:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:55.071-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Confucius quotes on Virtue  and extraordinary things"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/asiasociety.org\/files\/Korea-Haeinsa-21.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E His disciples recall that Confucius did not talk about \u003Cbr \/\u003Eextraordinary things, feats of strength, disorder, or\u003Cbr \/\u003Espiritual beings. When Tsze-lu asked about serving \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe spirits of the dead Confucius responded,\u003Cbr \/\u003E“While you are not able to serve men, how can you \u003Cbr \/\u003Eserve their spirits?” \u003Cbr \/\u003ETsze-lu went on, “May I ask about death?” \u003Cbr \/\u003EHe received the answer, “While you do not know life,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehow can you know about death?” \u003Cbr \/\u003EConfucius added, “The study of strange doctrines is\u003Cbr \/\u003Einjurious indeed!”\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003ETsze-chang asked Confucius the source of perfect virtue. \u003Cbr \/\u003EConfucius said, “To be able to practice five things everywhere\u003Cbr \/\u003Eunder heaven constitutes perfect virtue: gravity, generosity\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof soul, sincerity, earnest­ness, and kindness. If you are\u003Cbr \/\u003Egrave, you will not be treated with disrespect. If you are\u003Cbr \/\u003Egenerous, you will win all. If you are sincere, people will \u003Cbr \/\u003Erepose trust in you. If you are earnest, you will accomplish much. \u003Cbr \/\u003EIf you are kind, this will enable you to employ the services \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof others. The firm, the enduring, the simple, and the modest \u003Cbr \/\u003Eare near to virtue.\u003Cbr \/\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/193340656070004216\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/confucius-quotes-on-virtue-and.html#comment-form","title":"1 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/193340656070004216"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/193340656070004216"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/confucius-quotes-on-virtue-and.html","title":"Confucius quotes on Virtue  and extraordinary things"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"1"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-9182426497297097521"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-28T11:06:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:55.128-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Living a Life of Love and understanding by Leo Rosten"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/4put.ru\/pictures\/max\/212\/653139.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ERichard Johnson painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EIn some way, however small and secret, each of us\u003Cbr \/\u003E is a little mad. Everyone is lonely at the bottom\u003Cbr \/\u003E and cries to be understood. But we can never entirely\u003Cbr \/\u003E understand someone else. \u003Cbr \/\u003EEach of us remains part stranger, even to those who \u003Cbr \/\u003Elove us. It is the weak who are cruel; Gentleness\u003Cbr \/\u003E is expected only from the strong. Those who do not\u003Cbr \/\u003E know fear are not really brave, For courage is \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe capacity to confront what can be imagined. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou can understand people better if you look at them,\u003Cbr \/\u003E -- No matter how old or impressive they may be -- As\u003Cbr \/\u003E if they are children. For most of us never mature,\u003Cbr \/\u003E we simply grow taller.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E Happiness comes only when we push our brains and hearts\u003Cbr \/\u003E to the farthest reaches of which we are capable.\u003Cbr \/\u003E The purpose of life is to matter, to count, to stand \u003Cbr \/\u003Efor something. \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo have it make some difference that we have lived at all.\u003Cbr \/\u003E   \u003Cfont color=red\u003ELeo Rosten"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/9182426497297097521\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/living-life-of-love-and-understanding.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/9182426497297097521"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/9182426497297097521"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/living-life-of-love-and-understanding.html","title":"Living a Life of Love and understanding by Leo Rosten"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-8716961841904494025"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-26T06:29:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:55.808-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"True gentleness by Hugh Blair"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.waterhousegallery.com\/lrgimage\/Pedrosa\/Pedrosa%20Sentada%20en%20la%20Escalera-12500.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"650\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=ivory\u003EFernando Saenz Pedrosa painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003ETrue gentleness is founded on a sense of what we owe\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto Him who made us, and to the common nature which\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewe all share. It arises from reflection on our own\u003Cbr \/\u003Efailings and wants, and from just views of the condition\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand the duty of man. It is native feeling heightened\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand improved by principle.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EHugh Blair \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003EGentleness corrects whatever is offensive in our manners.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EHugh Blair \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003EGentleness, which belongs to virtue, is to be carefully\u003Cbr \/\u003Edistinguished from the mean spirit of cowards and \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe fawning assent of sycophants.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Hugh Blair "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/8716961841904494025\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/true-gentleness-by-hugh-blair.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8716961841904494025"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/8716961841904494025"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/true-gentleness-by-hugh-blair.html","title":"True gentleness by Hugh Blair"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-3635043049826680892"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-23T07:38:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:56.147-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring music quotes by Theodore Mungers ,H. R. Haweis ,Eric Hoffer"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img291.imageshack.us\/img291\/5755\/656385.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"690\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ELike everything else in nature, music is a becoming,\u003Cbr \/\u003E and it becomes its full self, when its sounds and \u003Cbr \/\u003Elaws are used by intelligent man for the production \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof harmony, and so made the vehicle of emotion and thought.\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ETheodore Mungers\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003EWords are poor interpreters in the realms of emotion.\u003Cbr \/\u003E When all words end, music begins; when they suggest, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eit realizes; and hence is the secret of its strange, \u003Cbr \/\u003Einexpressible power.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E H. R. Haweis\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003EIt is the stretched soul that makes music, and souls \u003Cbr \/\u003Eare stretched by the pull of opposites --opposite bents,\u003Cbr \/\u003E tastes, yearnings, loyalties. Where there is no polarity\u003Cbr \/\u003E where energies flow smoothly in one direction --\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethere will be much doing but no music.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Eric Hoffer\u003Cbr \/\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3635043049826680892\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/inspiring-music-quotes-by-theodore.html#comment-form","title":"2 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3635043049826680892"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/3635043049826680892"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/inspiring-music-quotes-by-theodore.html","title":"Inspiring music quotes by Theodore Mungers ,H. 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I stood there reverently, as if the lifeless \u003Cbr \/\u003Ebird and the murmur of the water were worthy of deep\u003Cbr \/\u003Esilence and respect -- something worth of examination\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand meditation by the heard and conscience. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAs I engrossed myself in view and thought, I found \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat the poor creature had died of thirst beside \u003Cbr \/\u003Ea stream of water, and of hunger in the midst of \u003Cbr \/\u003Ea rich field, cradle of life; like a rich man locked\u003Cbr \/\u003Einside his iron safe, perishing from hunger amid \u003Cbr \/\u003Eheaps of gold. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EBefore my eyes I saw the cage turned suddenly into\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea human skeleton, and the dead bird into a man's\u003Cbr \/\u003Eheart which was bleeding from a deep wound that\u003Cbr \/\u003Elooked like the lips of a sorrowing woman. \u003Cbr \/\u003EA voice came from that wound saying, \"I am the human \u003Cbr \/\u003Eheart, prisoner of substance and victim of earthly laws. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\"In God's field of Beauty, at the edge of the stream\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof life, I was imprisoned in the cage of laws made by man. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\"In the center of beautiful Creation I died neglected because\u003Cbr \/\u003EI was kept from enjoying the freedom of God's bounty. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003E\"Everything of beauty that awakens my love and desire is\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea disgrace, according to man's conceptions; everything \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof goodness that I crave is but naught, according to his judgment. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\"I am the lost human heart, imprisoned in the foul dungeon \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof man's dictates, tied with chains of earthly authority, \u003Cbr \/\u003Edead and forgotten by laughing humanity whose tongue is\u003Cbr \/\u003Etied and whose eyes are empty of visible tears.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EAll these words I heard, and I saw them emerging with \u003Cbr \/\u003Ea stream of ever thinning blood from that wounded heart. \u003Cbr \/\u003EMore was said, but my misted eyes and crying should prevented\u003Cbr \/\u003Efurther sight or hearing. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe Vision\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EKhalil Gibran\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='https:\/\/lh3.googleusercontent.com\/-Z4xKfDJsEZA\/Trrhy00uAmI\/AAAAAAAAH0o\/lH5Wx_UvlEk\/s720\/282540.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge steelblue\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EWhen night fell and slumber draped its mantle over\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe face of the earth, I left my bed and walked \u003Cbr \/\u003Etoward the sea, saying to myself, “The sea sleeps not.\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd in the wakefulness of the sea is a balm for \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe spirit that does not rest. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EI arrived at the shore, where the mists had rolled \u003Cbr \/\u003Edown from the mountain peaks and enveloped that locale\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe way a grey veil cloaks the face of a beautiful girl. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EI stood staring at the armies of waves, listening to\u003Cbr \/\u003Etheir jubilant shouts, contemplating the eternal, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eclandestine powers that lay behind them—the powers\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat race with storms, rage alongside volcanoes, \u003Cbr \/\u003Esmile with the mouths of roses, and lilt with brooks.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EAfter a little while I looked around to find three \u003Cbr \/\u003Eapparitions sitting on a nearby boulder, the mists \u003Cbr \/\u003Econcealing yet not concealing them. I walked slowly\u003Cbr \/\u003Etoward them, as if some force in their being attracted\u003Cbr \/\u003Eme and subdued my will.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EWhen I had come within a few footsteps of them, I halted\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand stood staring at them fixedly, as though sorcery\u003Cbr \/\u003Epervaded that place, blunting my determination and \u003Cbr \/\u003Eawakening the imagination latent in my spirit.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EAt that very moment one of the three arose and, in \u003Cbr \/\u003Ea voice that seemed to issue from the depths of the sea,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehe said, “Life without love is like a tree without\u003Cbr \/\u003Eblossoms or fruit. Love without beauty is like flowers\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewithout fragrance and fruit without seeds.... Life, love,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand beauty—three persons in one substance, independent,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eabsolute, accepting no change or separation.\u003Cbr \/\u003EHaving spoken these words, he sat down again in the same place.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EThe second phantom stood and, in a voice like the roar\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof floodwaters, he said, “Life without rebellion is \u003Cbr \/\u003Elike the seasons without spring. Rebellion without truth\u003Cbr \/\u003Eis like spring in a bleak, arid desert.... Life, rebellion,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand truth—three persons in one substance, accepting no\u003Cbr \/\u003Eseparation or alteration.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EThe third specter now gained his feet and, in a voice \u003Cbr \/\u003Elike a thunderclap, he said, “Life without liberty is\u003Cbr \/\u003Elike a body without spirit. Liberty without thought \u003Cbr \/\u003Eis like a disturbed spirit.... Life, liberty, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethought—three persons in one substance, eternal,\u003Cbr \/\u003Enever-ending, and unceasing.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/korhynressourcesphotofiltre.k.o.pic.centerblog.net\/4s4q6kij.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EAll three apparitions now arose, and with horrifying\u003Cbr \/\u003Evoices they said unanimously, “ Love and what generates\u003Cbr \/\u003Eit. Rebellion and what creates it. Liberty and what\u003Cbr \/\u003Enourishes it. Three manifestations of God . \u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd God is the conscience of the rational world.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EA silence fell then, replete with the rustling of unseen\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewings and the trembling of ethereal bodies. \u003Cbr \/\u003EI closed my eyes, listening to the echo of the words\u003Cbr \/\u003EI had heard. When I opened them and looked again,\u003Cbr \/\u003EI saw only the sea, wrapped in a shroud of mist. \u003Cbr \/\u003EI drew near to the boulder where the three apparitions\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehad been sitting, and descried only a column of incense \u003Cbr \/\u003Erising into the sky."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7998322238648110711\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/vision-by-khalil-gibran-vision-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7998322238648110711"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7998322238648110711"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/vision-by-khalil-gibran-vision-by.html","title":"Vision  by  Khalil Gibran, The Vision by  Khalil Gibran"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"media$thumbnail":{"xmlns$media":"http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/","url":"https:\/\/lh3.googleusercontent.com\/-Z4xKfDJsEZA\/Trrhy00uAmI\/AAAAAAAAH0o\/lH5Wx_UvlEk\/s72-c\/282540.jpg","height":"72","width":"72"},"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-7246025800737999361"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-18T06:59:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:56.997-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring Mind quote by NORMAN MACDONALD"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/farm2.staticflickr.com\/1182\/1459064521_a1c8c5d872_z.jpg?zz=1'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge red \"height=\"450\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=gold\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe mind of man is a scene of perpetual instability\u003Cbr \/\u003E and commotion, ruffled by every breeze of passion\u003Cbr \/\u003E and agitated by every impulse of hope; it floats\u003Cbr \/\u003E with giddy security on the ebullitions of fancy,\u003Cbr \/\u003E and sinks with precipitation in the cavities of \u003Cbr \/\u003Edespair; it pursues with avidity the emotions of\u003Cbr \/\u003E sense, and listens with rapture to the murmurs \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof restraint; it hears with pious reverence\u003Cbr \/\u003E the counsels of reason, and follows with lucid\u003Cbr \/\u003E submission the dictates of pleasure: always fickle\u003Cbr \/\u003E and undetermined, it looks for quiet, sometimes\u003Cbr \/\u003E in remonstrance, sometimes in acquiescence;\u003Cbr \/\u003E it often mixes with confusion, that it may establish\u003Cbr \/\u003E peace, and often regulates quietude by turbulent uproar.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ENORMAN MACDONALD, Maxims and Moral Reflections"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7246025800737999361\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/inspiring-mind-quote-by-norman-macdonald.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7246025800737999361"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7246025800737999361"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/inspiring-mind-quote-by-norman-macdonald.html","title":"Inspiring Mind quote by NORMAN MACDONALD"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5860613851118903614"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-16T08:06:00.000-07:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:57.394-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"English poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Love poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Please Hear What I'm Not Saying by  Charles C. Finn"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EPlease Hear What I'm Not Saying\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003ECharles C. Finn\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/unpeudebonheur.u.n.pic.centerblog.net\/33ffb35z.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003ESTAMATIS SPANOUDAKIS - Nyfes(Brides)\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ciframe width=\"450\" height=\"410\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/keJBz9tduAU\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen\u003E\u003C\/iframe\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E Don't be fooled by me.\u003Cbr \/\u003EDon't be fooled by the face I wear\u003Cbr \/\u003Efor I wear a mask, a thousand masks,\u003Cbr \/\u003Emasks that I'm afraid to take off,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand none of them is me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E Pretending is an art that's second nature with me,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut don't be fooled,\u003Cbr \/\u003Efor God's sake don't be fooled.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI give you the impression that I'm secure,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well\u003Cbr \/\u003Eas without,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat confidence is my name and coolness my game,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat the water's calm and I'm in command\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand that I need no one,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut don't believe me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EMy surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eever-varying and ever-concealing.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBeneath lies no complacence.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBeneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut I hide this.  I don't want anybody to know it.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI panic at the thought of my weakness exposed.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThat's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea nonchalant sophisticated facade,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto help me pretend,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto shield me from the glance that knows.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EBut such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only hope,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand I know it.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThat is, if it's followed by acceptance,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eif it's followed by love.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt's the only thing that can liberate me from myself,\u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom my own self-built prison walls,\u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom the barriers I so painstakingly erect.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt's the only thing that will assure me\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof what I can't assure myself,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat I'm really worth something.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EBut I don't tell you this.  I don't dare to, I'm afraid to.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI'm afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewill not be followed by love.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI'm afraid you'll think less of me,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat you'll laugh, and your laugh would kill me.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand that you will see this and reject me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003ESo I play my game, my desperate pretending game,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewith a facade of assurance without\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand a trembling child within.\u003Cbr \/\u003ESo begins the glittering but empty parade of masks,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand my life becomes a front.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI idly chatter to you in the suave tones of surface talk.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI tell you everything that's really nothing,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand nothing of what's everything,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof what's crying within me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003ESo when I'm going through my routine\u003Cbr \/\u003Edo not be fooled by what I'm saying.\u003Cbr \/\u003EPlease listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhat I'd like to be able to say,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhat for survival I need to say,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut what I can't say.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EI don't like hiding.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI don't like playing superficial phony games.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI want to stop playing them.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI want to be genuine and spontaneous and me\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut you've got to help me.\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou've got to hold out your hand\u003Cbr \/\u003Eeven when that's the last thing I seem to want.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EOnly you can wipe away from my eyes\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe blank stare of the breathing dead.\u003Cbr \/\u003EOnly you can call me into aliveness.\u003Cbr \/\u003EEach time you're kind, and gentle, and encouraging,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eeach time you try to understand because you really care,\u003Cbr \/\u003Emy heart begins to grow wings--\u003Cbr \/\u003Every small wings,\u003Cbr \/\u003Every feeble wings,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut wings!\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E With your power to touch me into feeling\u003Cbr \/\u003Eyou can breathe life into me.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI want you to know that.\u003Cbr \/\u003EI want you to know how important you are to me,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehow you can be a creator--an honest-to-God creator--\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the person that is me\u003Cbr \/\u003Eif you choose to.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EYou alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eyou alone can remove my mask,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eyou alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic,\u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom my lonely prison,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eif you choose to.\u003Cbr \/\u003EPlease choose to.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/roseric.r.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7c6407ff.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EDo not pass me by.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt will not be easy for you.\u003Cbr \/\u003EA long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe nearer you approach to me\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe blinder I may strike back.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt's irrational, but despite what the books say about man\u003Cbr \/\u003Eoften I am irrational.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg 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fear"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/bio-lnter.net\/files\/imagepicker\/11\/Beyond_The_Gate_by_khimaereus.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"660\"width=\"510\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=yellow\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EHe who has conquered doubt and fear has conquered failure. \u003Cbr \/\u003EDoubt has killed more splendid projects, shattered more\u003Cbr \/\u003E ambitious schemes, strangled more effective geniuses,\u003Cbr \/\u003E neutralized more superb efforts, blasted more fine intellects,\u003Cbr \/\u003E thwarted more splendid ambitions than any other enemy \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the human race.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJames Allen"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1803764080450763377\/comments\/default","title":"Post 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But until the thinkers\u003Cbr \/\u003E do and the doers think, progress will be just another\u003Cbr \/\u003E word in the already overburdened vocabulary\u003Cbr \/\u003E of the talkers who talk.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EUnknown Source\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EEvery thought is a seed. 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Eckland\/quote on Human being and creation"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.eyefetch.com\/p\/o5\/765088-86d99564-9be9-460e-a9e6-89a003aaa1ac.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gray\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWithin all of us is a varying amount of space lint\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand star dust, the residue from our creation.\u003Cbr \/\u003EMost are too busy to notice it, and it is stronger\u003Cbr \/\u003Ein some than others.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is strongest in those of us who fly and is responsible\u003Cbr \/\u003Efor an unconscious, subtle desire to slip into some wings\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand try for the elusive boundaries of our origin. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EK.O. 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Eckland\/quote on Human being and creation"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5874904131720181794"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-03T06:40:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:59.488-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Beauty poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Art and democracy by William Stanley Braithwaite"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img.ph.126.net\/lwZmNDtfQqMzoplhQqaP8g%3d%3d\/3377699720528899787.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightblue\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EVladimir Volegov painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003EArt is bringing democracy face to face with beauty, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand beauty knows neither race, caste nor sex.\u003Cbr \/\u003E The social vision of art is complete.\u003Cbr \/\u003E And its light is ever shinning upon the luminous\u003Cbr \/\u003E figure of Democracy, the ideal Mother of human hopes,\u003Cbr \/\u003E the hopes of the rejected, of the denied, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the subjected individual.\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EWilliam Stanley Braithwaite"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/5874904131720181794\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/art-and-democracy-by-william-stanley.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5874904131720181794"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5874904131720181794"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/art-and-democracy-by-william-stanley.html","title":"Art and democracy by William Stanley Braithwaite"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-1023045501212372673"},"published":{"$t":"2012-03-02T08:05:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:54:59.656-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Peace quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"WAGE PEACE By Judyth Hill ;Where are you now, my good friend? by Chagdud Tulku Rinpoche;The rose within by Author Unknown"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EWAGE PEACE\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby Judyth Hill\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/fc00.deviantart.net\/fs22\/f\/2007\/313\/4\/2\/Say_Hello_2_Heaven_by_americanpsycho.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge forestgreen\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EFRANCIS GOYA - Johnny Guitar\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cobject style=\"height: 390px; width: 640px\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/qXBVypnwzSg?version=3\u0026feature=player_profilepage\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowScriptAccess\" value=\"always\"\u003E\u003Cembed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/qXBVypnwzSg?version=3\u0026feature=player_profilepage\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" allowScriptAccess=\"always\" width=\"500\" height=\"400\"\u003E\u003C\/object\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=springgreen\u003EWage peace with your breath.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBreathe in firemen and rubble, breathe out whole buildings\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand flocks of redwing blackbirds.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EBreathe in terrorists and breathe out sleeping children and\u003Cbr \/\u003Efreshly mown fields.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBreathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBreathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.\u003Cbr \/\u003EWage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud.\u003Cbr \/\u003ERemember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.\u003Cbr \/\u003EMake soup. Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages.\u003Cbr \/\u003ELearn to knit, and make a hat.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThink of chaos as dancing raspberries,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eimagine grief as the outbreath of beauty or the gesture of fish.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ESwim for the other side.\u003Cbr \/\u003EWage peace.\u003Cbr \/\u003ENever has the world seemed so fresh and precious.\u003Cbr \/\u003EHave a cup of tea and rejoice.\u003Cbr \/\u003EAct as if armistice has already arrived.\u003Cbr \/\u003EDon't wait another minute.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pourleplaisir72.p.o.pic.centerblog.net\/8x1bmo69.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EWhere are you now, my good friend? \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EChagdud Tulku Rinpoche\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/re-actor.net\/uploads\/posts\/2011-11\/thumbs\/1320519229_0b.jpg\u003Cbr \/\u003E 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gold\"height=\"710\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EWhere are you now, my good friend?  Are you out in the field, in\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe forest, on the mountain, in a military camp, in a factory, at\u003Cbr \/\u003Eyour desk, in a hospital, in a prison?  Regardless of where you\u003Cbr \/\u003Eare, let us breathe in and out together, and let the Sun of\u003Cbr \/\u003Eawareness enter.  Let us begin with this breath and this\u003Cbr \/\u003Eawareness.  Whether life is an illusion, a dream, or a wondrous\u003Cbr \/\u003Ereality depends on our insight and our mindfulness. \u003Cbr \/\u003EAwakening is a miracle.  The darkness in a totally dark room will\u003Cbr \/\u003Edisappear the moment the light is switched on.  \u003Cbr \/\u003EIn the same way, life will reveal itself as a miraculous reality\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe second the Sun of Awareness begins to shine.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EOur relationships with one another\u003Cbr \/\u003Eare like the chance meeting\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof two strangers in a parking lot.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThey look at each other and smile.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThat is all there is between them.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThey leave and never see each other again.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThat is what life is--\u003Cbr \/\u003Ejust a moment, a meeting, a\u003Cbr \/\u003Epassing, and then it is gone.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EIf you understand this,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethen there is no time to fight.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThere is no time to argue.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThere is no time to hurt one another.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lemonchiffon\u003EWhether you think about it in terms of humanity, nations,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ecommunities or indiviuals--\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethere is no time for anything less\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethan truly appreciating the brief\u003Cbr \/\u003Einteraction we have with one another.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pourleplaisir72.p.o.pic.centerblog.net\/8x1bmo69.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EThe Rose Within\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EAuthor Unknown\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/30.media.tumblr.com\/tumblr_lg67xch8dB1qbyk5qo1_500.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"550\"width=\"450\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=ivory\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ECharles C.Curran painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EA certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand before it blossomed, he examined it.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHe saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns\u003Cbr \/\u003Eupon the stem and he thought, \"How can any beautiful flower\u003Cbr \/\u003Ecome from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns? \u003Cbr \/\u003ESaddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand just before it was ready to bloom... it died.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003ESo it is with many people. Within every soul there \u003Cbr \/\u003Eis a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth,\u003Cbr \/\u003Egrow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at\u003Cbr \/\u003Eourselves and see only the thorns, the defects.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come\u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom us. We neglect to water the good within us, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Eeventually it dies. We never realize our potential.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/dom42.d.o.pic.centerblog.net\/7ffbvihh.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003ESome people do not see the rose within themselves;\u003Cbr \/\u003Esomeone else must show it to them. One of the greatest\u003Cbr \/\u003Egifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe thorns of another, and find the rose within them.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThis is one of the characteristic of love... to look\u003Cbr \/\u003Eat a person, know their true faults and accepting that\u003Cbr \/\u003Eperson into your life... all the while recognizing \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe nobility in their soul. Help others to realize \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethey can overcome their faults. If we show them\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe \"rose\" within themselves, they will conquer their \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethorns. Only then will they blossom many times over.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/1023045501212372673\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/wage-peace-by-judyth-hill-where-are-you.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1023045501212372673"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/1023045501212372673"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/03\/wage-peace-by-judyth-hill-where-are-you.html","title":"WAGE PEACE By Judyth Hill ;Where are you now, my good friend? by Chagdud Tulku Rinpoche;The rose within by Author 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orangered\u003E\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ESPEAKING TRUTH\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EIt is possible to speak truth in anger. \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhen so done, people tend to hear the anger and not the truth.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is possible to speak truth in arrogance. \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhen so done, people tend to hear the arrogance\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand not the truth.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is possible to speak truth in deceitful ways. \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhen so done, people tend to sense the deceit \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand take the truth for more deceit.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is possible to speak truth in loving kindness. \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhen so done, people tend to hear the love and the truth.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EOr so it seems in my experience\u003Cbr 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\u003Cbr \/\u003EI know they are very well where they are;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI know they suffice for those who belong to them.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI carry them, men and women—I carry them with me\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewherever I go;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.)\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EYou road I enter upon and look around! I believe you\u003Cbr \/\u003Eare not all that is here;\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EI believe that much unseen is also here.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere the profound lesson of reception, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eneither preference or denial;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe black with his woolly head, the felon, the diseas’d,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe illiterate person, are not denied;\t The birth, \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe hasting after the physician, the beggar’s tramp, \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe drunkard’s stagger, the laughing party of mechanics,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe escaped youth, the rich person’s carriage, the fop,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe eloping couple,\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe early market-man, the hearse, the moving of furniture\u003Cbr \/\u003Einto the town, the return back from the town,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThey pass—I also pass—anything passes—none \u003Cbr \/\u003Ecan be interdicted;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ENone but are accepted—none but are dear to me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EYou air that serves me with breath to speak!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EYou objects that call from diffusion my meanings, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Egive them shape!\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EYou light that wraps me and all things in delicate \u003Cbr \/\u003Eequable showers!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EYou paths worn in the irregular hollows by the roadsides!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI think you are latent with unseen existences—you are\u003Cbr \/\u003Eso dear to me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe earth expanding right hand and left hand,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe picture alive, every part in its best light,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe music falling in where it is wanted, and stopping\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhere it is not wanted,\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe cheerful voice of the public road—the gay fresh\u003Cbr \/\u003Esentiment of the road.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EO highway I travel! O public road! do you say to me,\u003Cbr \/\u003EDo not leave me?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EDo you say, Venture not? If you leave me, you are lost?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EDo you say, I am already prepared—I am well-beaten and\u003Cbr \/\u003Eundenied—adhere to me?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EO public road! I say back, I am not afraid to leave\u003Cbr \/\u003Eyou—yet I love you;\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EYou express me better than I can express myself;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EYou shall be more to me than my poem.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EI think heroic deeds were all conceiv’d in the open air,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand all great poems also;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI think I could stop here myself, and do miracles;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E(My judgments, thoughts, I henceforth try by the open air, the road;)\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI think whatever I shall meet on the road I shall like, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand whoever beholds me shall like me;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI think whoever I see must be happy.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E \u003Cbr \/\u003EFrom this hour, freedom!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EFrom this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand imaginary lines,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EGoing where I list, my own master, total and absolute,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EListening to others, and considering well what they say,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EPausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EGently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe holds that would hold me.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EI inhale great draughts of space;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe east and the west are mine, and the north and \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe south are mine.\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EI am larger, better than I thought;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI did not know I held so much goodness.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAll seems beautiful to me;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI can repeat over to men and women, You have done \u003Cbr \/\u003Esuch good to me, I would do the same to you.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EI will recruit for myself and you as I go;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI will scatter myself among men and women as I go;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI will toss the new gladness and roughness among them;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhoever denies me, it shall not trouble me;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhoever accepts me, he or she shall be blessed, and\u003Cbr \/\u003Eshall bless me.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ENow if a thousand perfect men were to appear, it would \u003Cbr \/\u003Enot amaze me;\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003ENow if a thousand beautiful forms of women appear’d, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eit would not astonish me.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ENow I see the secret of the making of the best persons,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is to grow in the open air, and to eat and sleep with the earth.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere a great personal deed has room;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EA great deed seizes upon the hearts of the whole race of men,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EIts effusion of strength and will overwhelms law, and mocks\u003Cbr \/\u003Eall authority and all argument against it.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere is the test of wisdom;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWisdom is not finally tested in schools;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWisdom cannot be pass’d from one having it, to another \u003Cbr \/\u003Enot having it;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWisdom is of the Soul, is not susceptible of proof,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eis its own proof,\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EApplies to all stages and objects and qualities, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Eis content,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EIs the certainty of the reality and immortality of things,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand the excellence of things;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ESomething there is in the float of the sight of things that\u003Cbr \/\u003Eprovokes it out of the Soul.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere is realization;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EHere is a man tallied—he realizes here what he has in him;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe past, the future, majesty, love—if they are vacant of you,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eyou are vacant of them.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EOnly the kernel of every object nourishes;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhere is he who tears off the husks for you and me?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhere is he that undoes stratagems and envelopes for you\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand me?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere is adhesiveness—it is not previously fashion’d—it is apropos;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EDo you know what it is, as you pass, to be loved by strangers?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EDo you know the talk of those turning eye-balls?\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere is the efflux of the Soul;\t  \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe efflux of the Soul comes from within, through embower’d \u003Cbr \/\u003Egates, ever provoking questions:\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThese yearnings, why are they? These thoughts in the darkness,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhy are they?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhy are there men and women that while they are nigh me,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe sun-light expands my blood?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhy, when they leave me, do my pennants of joy sink flat\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand lank?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhy are there trees I never walk under, but large and melodious\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethoughts descend upon me?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E(I think they hang there winter and summer on those trees, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Ealways drop fruit as I pass;)\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat is it I interchange so suddenly with strangers?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat with some driver, as I ride on the seat by his side?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat with some fisherman, drawing his seine by the shore,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eas I walk by, and pause?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat gives me to be free to a woman’s or man’s good-will? \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat gives them to be free to mine?\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe efflux of the Soul is happiness—here is happiness;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EI think it pervades the open air, waiting at all times;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ENow it flows unto us—we are rightly charged.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHere rises the fluid and attaching character;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe fluid and attaching character is the freshness and \u003Cbr \/\u003Esweetness of man and woman;\t\u003Cbr \/\u003E(The herbs of the morning sprout no fresher and sweeter \u003Cbr \/\u003Eevery day out of the roots of themselves, than it sprouts\u003Cbr \/\u003Efresh and sweet continually out of itself.)\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EToward the fluid and attaching character exudes the sweat \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the love of young and old;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EFrom it falls distill’d the charm that mocks beauty and attainments;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EToward it heaves the shuddering longing ache of contact.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='\u003Cbr \/\u003E http:\/\/www.photographymojo.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/09\/autumn-landscape-sunset.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge burlywood\"height=\"670\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAllons! to that which is endless, as it was beginningless,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo undergo much, tramps of days, rests of nights,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo merge all in the travel they tend to, and the days and \u003Cbr \/\u003Enights they tend to,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EAgain to merge them in the start of superior journeys;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo see nothing anywhere but what you may reach it and pass it,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo conceive no time, however distant, but what you may reach \u003Cbr \/\u003Eit and pass it,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo look up or down no road but it stretches and waits for \u003Cbr \/\u003Eyou—however long, but it stretches and waits for you;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ETo see no possession but you may possess it—enjoying all \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewithout labor or purchase—abstracting the feast, yet not\u003Cbr \/\u003Eabstracting one particle of it;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo take the best of the farmer’s farm and the rich man’s\u003Cbr \/\u003Eelegant villa, and the chaste blessings of the well-married\u003Cbr \/\u003Ecouple, and the fruits of orchards and flowers of gardens,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo take to your use out of the compact cities as you \u003Cbr \/\u003Epass through,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo carry buildings and streets with you afterward \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewherever you go,\t\u003Cbr \/\u003ETo gather the minds of men out of their brains as you \u003Cbr \/\u003Eencounter them—to gather the love out of their hearts,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo take your lovers on the road with you, for all \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat you leave them behind you,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo know the universe itself as a road—as many roads—as\u003Cbr \/\u003Eroads for traveling souls.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe Soul travels;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe body does not travel as much as the soul;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe body has just as great a work as the soul, and parts \u003Cbr \/\u003Eaway at last for the journeys of the soul.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAll parts away for the progress of souls;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EAll religion, all solid things, arts, governments,—all\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat was or is apparent upon this globe or any globe,\u003Cbr \/\u003Efalls into niches and corners before the procession \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof Souls along the grand roads of the universe.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EOf the progress of the souls of men and women along\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe grand roads of the universe, all other progress \u003Cbr \/\u003Eis the needed emblem and sustenance.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EForever alive, forever forward,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EStately, solemn, sad, withdrawn, baffled, mad,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eturbulent, feeble, dissatisfied,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EDesperate, proud, fond, sick, accepted by men,\u003Cbr \/\u003Erejected by men,\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThey go! they go! I know that they go, but I know\u003Cbr \/\u003Enot where they go;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EBut I know that they go toward the best—toward \u003Cbr \/\u003Esomething great.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='\u003Cbr \/\u003E http:\/\/www.photographymojo.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/09\/autumn-landscape-in-the-park.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge darkseagreen\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EAllons! through struggles and wars!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe goal that was named cannot be countermanded.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHave the past struggles succeeded?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat has succeeded? yourself? your nation? nature?\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ENow understand me well—It is provided in the essence of things,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat from any fruition of success, no matter what, shall come\u003Cbr \/\u003Eforth something to make a greater struggle necessary.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EMy call is the call of battle—I nourish active rebellion;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EHe going with me must go well arm’d;\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EHe going with me goes often with spare diet, poverty, angry\u003Cbr \/\u003Eenemies, desertions.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i29.tinypic.com\/a9nz9k.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EAllons! the road is before us!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is safe—I have tried it—my own feet have tried it well.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAllons! be not detain’d!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ELet the paper remain on the desk unwritten, and the book\u003Cbr \/\u003Eon the shelf unopen’d!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ELet the tools remain in the workshop! let the money remain unearn’d!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ELet the school stand! mind not the cry of the teacher!\t \u003Cbr \/\u003ELet the preacher preach in his pulpit! let the lawyer plead in\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe court, and the judge expound the law.\t \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EMon enfant! 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Peterson"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/www.angelskarate.com\/wp-content\/gallery\/misc\/reconciliation.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gold\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=mistyrose\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EThe surface of life is also in a state of constant flux,\u003Cbr \/\u003E with good days and bad, victory and defeat. \u003Cbr \/\u003ETo maintain, as the ocean does, a deep inner calm, while \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe storms of misfortune, reverses, fears and worries lash\u003Cbr \/\u003E at the surface of life, is to discover the secret of serenity.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E   Years ago, when Thomas Edison's factory burned down, \u003Cbr \/\u003Ehe wasted no time bemoaning his fate. 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Moreover,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe great works of architecture often depend for \u003Cbr \/\u003Etheir beauty on the humble context that these lesser\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebeauties provide.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EROGER SCRUTON, Beauty"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/7013264033918389936\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/inspiring-beauty-quote-by-roger-scruton.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7013264033918389936"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/7013264033918389936"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/inspiring-beauty-quote-by-roger-scruton.html","title":"Inspiring beauty quote by ROGER SCRUTON"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4775548006707017162"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-18T06:11:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:55:01.915-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational music"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Tagore quotes and poems"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Inspiring Enlightenment ,spirituality and life quotes\/Authors;Eckhart Tolle,Tagore,John o'Donoue,leo Buscaglia,Anthony de Mello,Anaïs Nin\/Forget by Czeslaw Milosz"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/bellanoir.be.funpic.de\/photomanipulationen\/calmmylonelieness.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge coral\"height=\"690\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EEnlightenment quotes \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003EMusic:\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EGiovanni Marradi-Garden of Dreams\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cobject style=\"height: 390px; width: 640px\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/kyBXr2HInWs?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"\u003E\u003Cparam name=\"allowScriptAccess\" value=\"always\"\u003E\u003Cembed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/kyBXr2HInWs?version=3\u0026feature=player_detailpage\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" allowScriptAccess=\"always\" width=\"500\" height=\"400\"\u003E\u003C\/object\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EWe all came into this world gifted with innocence,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut gradually, as we became more intelligent, \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewe lost our innocence.\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe were born with silence and as we grew up, we lost\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe silence and were filled with words.\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe lived in our hearts and as time passed, we moved\u003Cbr \/\u003Einto our heads.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ENow the reversal of this journey is enlightenment.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is the journey from the head back to the heart, \u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom words back to silence; getting back to our \u003Cbr \/\u003Einnocence in spite of our intelligence.\u003Cbr \/\u003EAlthough very simple, this is a great achievement.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EEckhart Tolle \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s012.radikal.ru\/i321\/1011\/e9\/432511c1a995.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EWhy is everyone here so happy except me?\" \u003Cbr \/\u003E\"Because they have learned to see goodness and beauty \u003Cbr \/\u003Eeverywhere,\" said the Master. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\"Why don't I see goodness and beauty everywhere?\" \u003Cbr \/\u003E\"Because you cannot see outside of you what you fail \u003Cbr \/\u003Eto see inside.\" \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAnthony de Mello \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/0\/\/45\/899\/45899415_1246635910_40491903_c15471f3932d.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ESpirituality quotes\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='\u003Cbr \/\u003E http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/4312\/sve70928518.355\/0_33362_f157f6b7_XL\u003Cbr \/\u003E 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge pink\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EDaniel F.Gerhartz\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EThe fact that I can plant a seed and it becomes a flower,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eshare a bit of knowledge and it becomes another's,\u003Cbr \/\u003Esmile at someone and receive a smile in return,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eare to me continual spiritual exercises.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ELeo Buscaglia\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s012.radikal.ru\/i321\/1011\/e9\/432511c1a995.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EWe ask for long life, but 'tis deep life, or noble moments \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat signify. Let the measure of time be spiritual, not\u003Cbr \/\u003Emechanical.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERalph Waldo Emerson \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s012.radikal.ru\/i321\/1011\/e9\/432511c1a995.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EWhen our eyes see our hands doing the work of our hearts,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe circle of Creation is completed inside us, the doors of our\u003Cbr \/\u003Esouls fly open, and love steps forth to heal everything in sight.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMichael Bridge\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s012.radikal.ru\/i321\/1011\/e9\/432511c1a995.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003ENo one else has access to the world you carry around within \u003Cbr \/\u003Eyourself; you are its custodian and entrance. No one else can\u003Cbr \/\u003Esee the world the way you see it. No one else can feel your\u003Cbr \/\u003Elife the way you feel it. Thus it is impossible to ever compare\u003Cbr \/\u003Etwo people because each stands on such different ground. \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhen you compare yourself to others, you are inviting envy into \u003Cbr \/\u003Eyour consciousness; it can be a dangerous and destructive guest.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJohn O'Donohue\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/0\/\/45\/899\/45899415_1246635910_40491903_c15471f3932d.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ELife quotes \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='\u003Cbr \/\u003E http:\/\/f8.ifotki.info\/org\/70701621f98f7e25f60c3e2aa9ca9251bc81d692877383.jpg\u003Cbr \/\u003E 'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge green\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=springgreen\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe same stream of life that runs through the world, runs\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethrough my veins night and day, and dances in rhythmic\u003Cbr \/\u003Emeasure. \u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the earth into numberless blades of grass and breaks \u003Cbr \/\u003Einto tulmultuous waves of leaves and flowers.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERabindranath Tagore\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s012.radikal.ru\/i321\/1011\/e9\/432511c1a995.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=springgreen\u003E Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehave to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to\u003Cbr \/\u003Eelect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.\"\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EAnaïs Nin \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s012.radikal.ru\/i321\/1011\/e9\/432511c1a995.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E Forget\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003E by Czeslaw Milosz\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=springgreen\u003EForget the suffering\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou caused others.\u003Cbr \/\u003EForget the suffering\u003Cbr \/\u003EOthers caused you.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe waters run and run,\u003Cbr \/\u003ESprings sparkle and are done,\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou walk the earth you are forgetting.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ESometimes you hear a distant refrain.\u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat does it mean, you ask, who is singing?\u003Cbr \/\u003EA childlike sun grows warm.\u003Cbr \/\u003EA grandson and a great-grandson are born.\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou are led by the hand once again.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe names of the rivers remain with you.\u003Cbr \/\u003EHow endless those rivers seem!\u003Cbr \/\u003EYour fields lie fallow,\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe city towers are not as they were.\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou stand at the threshold mute.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4775548006707017162\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/inspiring-enlightenment-spirituality.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4775548006707017162"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4775548006707017162"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/inspiring-enlightenment-spirituality.html","title":"Inspiring Enlightenment ,spirituality and life quotes\/Authors;Eckhart Tolle,Tagore,John o\u0026#39;Donoue,leo Buscaglia,Anthony de Mello,Anaïs Nin\/Forget by Czeslaw Milosz"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-4955820875925026394"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-18T04:25:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:55:01.972-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Writing;the road to immortal renown.Quote on Writing and books by Edgar Allan Poe"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s55.radikal.ru\/i150\/0910\/4a\/80951b245e09.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge blanchedalmond\"height=\"645\"width=\"540\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=ivory\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EMorgan Weistling painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EIf any ambitious man have a fancy to revolutionize,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eat one effort, the universal world of human thought,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehuman opinion, and human sentiment, the opportunity\u003Cbr \/\u003Eis his own- the road to immortal renown lies straight,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eopen, and unencumbered before him. All that he has to\u003Cbr \/\u003Edo is to write and publish a very little book.\u003Cbr \/\u003EIts title should be simple- a few plain words-\u003Cbr \/\u003EMy Heart Laid Bare. 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psyche"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":" \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s002.radikal.ru\/i199\/1010\/6e\/990a5a31bca7t.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge pink\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=ivory\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EArt by Josephine wall \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EHow infinitely happier and more grateful is the whole \u003Cbr \/\u003Epersonality or spirit when it finds something nourishing\u003Cbr \/\u003Ein art or writing or thinking, than the mere mind \u003Cbr \/\u003Eor intellect is:  the kinship you celebrate in these \u003Cbr \/\u003Epersonalities is your own dismembered Orpheus stumbling\u003Cbr \/\u003Eacross another fine organ to rejoin to itself.  \u003Cbr \/\u003EI put it this way:  aristic psyche loves itself enough\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto chasten itself, to put itself through boot camp for \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe sake of being competent for life, alive to 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\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img248.imageshack.us\/img248\/32\/forest800x6005003473.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge dodgerblue\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lightblue\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ENot too long ago thousands spent their lives as recluses \u003Cbr \/\u003Eto find spiritual vision in the solitude of nature. \u003Cbr \/\u003E Modern man need not become a hermit to achieve this goal,\u003Cbr \/\u003E for it is neither ecstasy nor world-estranged mysticism\u003Cbr \/\u003E his era demands, but a balance between quantitative and \u003Cbr \/\u003Equalitative reality.  Modern man, with his reduced capacity\u003Cbr \/\u003E for intuitive perception, is unlikely to benefit from \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe contemplative life of a hermit in the wilderness. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E But what he can do is to give undivided attention, at times,\u003Cbr \/\u003E to a natural phenomenon, observing it in detail, and recalling\u003Cbr \/\u003E all the scientific facts about it he may remember.  \u003Cbr \/\u003EGradually, however, he must silence his thoughts and,\u003Cbr \/\u003E for moments at least, forget all his personal cares \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand desires, until nothing remains in his soul but awe\u003Cbr \/\u003E for the miracle before him.  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Don't open the door to the study\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand begin reading.  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It is fast and frequently\u003Cbr \/\u003Edramatic.  It is bold and sure of itself.  But goodness\u003Cbr \/\u003Eis tenacious.  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Long after a deed is done, the trace or momentum\u003Cbr \/\u003E of the intention behind it remains as a seed, conditioning\u003Cbr \/\u003E our future happiness or unhappiness.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EGil Fronsdal\u003Cbr \/\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/4215161939108436285\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/intentions-are-sometimes-called-seeds.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4215161939108436285"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/4215161939108436285"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/intentions-are-sometimes-called-seeds.html","title":"Intentions are sometimes called seeds by Gil Fronsdal"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-6393659830858950815"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-08T04:17:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:58:36.761-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Perceive wholeness in all things by Glenda Green"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/fc05.deviantart.net\/fs43\/i\/2009\/082\/8\/4\/Magic_Lake_by_chipmunksky.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"620\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EDay and night will not cease. Yet, you need not continue\u003Cbr \/\u003E viewing them as opposites. There is no longer a need to \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethink that night has the same power as day. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThere is just the power of light, with variations of intensity\u003Cbr \/\u003E and interruption. Once the full scope of understanding \u003Cbr \/\u003Eis attained, duality fades away. Higher intelligence is \u003Cbr \/\u003Emanifested through integrated perceptions of wholeness\u003Cbr \/\u003E which restore your recognition of the one spirit. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe sons of God are those who do not explain life or\u003Cbr \/\u003E manage it with dualistic concepts. The sons of God are\u003Cbr \/\u003E those who seek to perceive wholeness in all things.\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003EGlenda Green,Love Without End\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E "},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/6393659830858950815\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/perceive-wholeness-in-all-things-by.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6393659830858950815"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6393659830858950815"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/perceive-wholeness-in-all-things-by.html","title":"Perceive wholeness in all things by Glenda Green"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-6734182686127178355"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-07T06:58:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:58:36.817-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Childhood  poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Painting and fine art"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Self -exploration quote by Judith-Annette Milburn"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s39.radikal.ru\/i086\/1005\/d8\/8567f435452e.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge burlywood\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=ivory\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ESteve Hanks painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=tan\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ECan you imagine experiencing\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe world  as a great sandbox\u003Cbr \/\u003Egiven for us to play in like we did\u003Cbr \/\u003Eas children?  As we play, we can\u003Cbr \/\u003Ealso open ourselves to the\u003Cbr \/\u003Eexploration of our edges,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ealways creating new adventures\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof self-exploration as we let go\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof old out-dated beliefs\u003Cbr \/\u003Eabout ourselves.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EJudith-Annette Milburn"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/6734182686127178355\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/self-exploration-quote-by-judith.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6734182686127178355"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6734182686127178355"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/self-exploration-quote-by-judith.html","title":"Self -exploration quote by Judith-Annette Milburn"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5680991471534984930"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-06T05:16:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:58:37.154-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"English poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Humanism quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational and motivational poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Nature poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Messenger by Marry oliver"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/amolife.com\/image\/images\/stories\/Inspiration\/Quotes\/great_quotes_get_you_inspired%20%286%29.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge yellowgreen\"height=\"690\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EMessenger\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby Marry oliver\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EMy work is loving the world. \u003Cbr \/\u003EHere the sunflowers, there the hummingbird \u003Cbr \/\u003Eequal seekers of sweetness. \u003Cbr \/\u003EHere the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. \u003Cbr \/\u003EHere the clam deep in the speckled sand.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EAre my boots old? Is my coat torn? \u003Cbr \/\u003EAm I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me \u003Cbr \/\u003Ekeep my mind on what matters, \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhich is my work,\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003Ewhich is mostly standing still and learning to be \u003Cbr \/\u003Eastonished. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe phoebe, the delphinium. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe sheep in the pasture, and the pasture. \u003Cbr \/\u003EWhich is mostly rejoicing, since all ingredients are here,\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003Ewhich is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand these body-clothes, \u003Cbr \/\u003Ea mouth with which to give shouts of joy \u003Cbr \/\u003Eto the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam, \u003Cbr \/\u003Etelling them all, over and over, how it is \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat we live forever."},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/5680991471534984930\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/messenger-by-marry-oliver.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5680991471534984930"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/5680991471534984930"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/messenger-by-marry-oliver.html","title":"Messenger by Marry oliver"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-5747008063352544536"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-05T14:22:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:58:37.268-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Politics and freedom quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"Rebel or Revolutionary? by Osho"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/inapcache.boston.com\/universal\/site_graphics\/blogs\/bigpicture\/best_2011_part_1\/bp8.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge orange\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003ERebel or Revolutionary?\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EExcerpt from \"The Book of Understanding\" by OSHO\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EA revolutionary is part of the political world; his approach \u003Cbr \/\u003Eis through politics. His understanding is that changing the social\u003Cbr \/\u003Estructure is enough to change the human being.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EA rebel, as I use the term, is a spiritual phenomenon. \u003Cbr \/\u003EHis approach is absolutely individual. \u003Cbr \/\u003EHis vision is that if we want to change the society, we have\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto change the individual.The individual has a soul, has\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea possibility of evolution, of change,of transformation.\u003Cbr \/\u003EHence, the difference is tremendous.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EA rebel is an individualist. \u003Cbr \/\u003EA revolutionary is again trying to control the society, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand whenever a revolutionary succeeds, again another orthodoxy\u003Cbr \/\u003E succeeds.Whenever a revolutionary comes into power he is no\u003Cbr \/\u003E more a revolutionary. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe rebel can never come into power because the rebel never\u003Cbr \/\u003E seeks power.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe rebel is the very essence of religion. He brings into\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe world a change of consciousness  and if the consciousness\u003Cbr \/\u003Echanges, then the structure of the society is bound to follow it.\u003Cbr \/\u003EBut vice versa is not the case, and it has been proved by all\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe revolutions because they have failed.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ENo revolution has yet succeeded in changing human beings; \u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut it seems we are not aware of the fact.\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe still go on thinking in terms of revolution, of changing\u003Cbr \/\u003Esociety,of changing the government, of changing \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe bureaucracy,of changing laws,political systems.\u003Cbr \/\u003E Feudalism, capitalism,communism, socialism, fascism -\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethey were all in their own way revolutionary. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThey all have failed, and failed utterly, because\u003Cbr \/\u003Eman has remained the same.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe have to be rebels, not revolutionaries. The revolutionary \u003Cbr \/\u003Ebelongs to a very mundane sphere; the rebel and his \u003Cbr \/\u003Erebelliousness are sacred. The revolutionary cannot stand \u003Cbr \/\u003Ealone; he needs a crowd, a political party,a government.\u003Cbr \/\u003E He needs power - and power corrupts, and absolute power\u003Cbr \/\u003E corrupts absolutely.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EHuman consciousness has not grown for centuries. Only once \u003Cbr \/\u003Ein a while someone blossoms - but in millions of people,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe blossoming of one person is not a rule, it is the exception.\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd because that person is alone,the crowd cannot tolerate him.\u003Cbr \/\u003EHis existence becomes a kind of humiliation;his very presence\u003Cbr \/\u003E feels insulting because he opens your eyes, makes you aware\u003Cbr \/\u003E of your potential and your future.\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd it hurts your ego that you have done nothing to grow, to be\u003Cbr \/\u003Emore conscious, to be more loving, more ecstatic, \u003Cbr \/\u003Emore creative,more silent -to create a beautiful world around you.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe have to change our consciousness, create more meditative \u003Cbr \/\u003Eenergy in the world, create more lovingness. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EWe have to destroy the old - its ugliness, its rotten ideologies,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eits stupid discriminations, idiotic superstitions -and create\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea new human being with fresh eyes, with new values. \u003Cbr \/\u003EA discontintuity with the past - that's the meaning of rebelliousness.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThese three words will help you to understand:\u003Cbr \/\u003E reform,revolution,and rebellion.\u003Cbr \/\u003EReform means a modification. The old remains and you give it\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea new form,a new shape - it is a kind of renovation to \u003Cbr \/\u003Ean old building.The original structure remains; you whitewash\u003Cbr \/\u003Eit, you clean it, you create a few windows, a few new doors.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ERevolution goes deeper than reform. The old remains, but \u003Cbr \/\u003Emore changes are introduced, changes even in its basic \u003Cbr \/\u003Estructure.\u003Cbr \/\u003EYou are not only changing its color and opening a few new \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewindows and doors, but perhaps building new stories, taking\u003Cbr \/\u003E it higher into the sky. But the old is notdestroyed,\u003Cbr \/\u003E it remains hidden behind the new; in fact, it remains \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe very foundation of the new.\u003Cbr \/\u003ERevolution is a continuity with the old.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003ERebellion is a discontinuity. It is not reform, it is not \u003Cbr \/\u003Erevolution;it is simply disconnecting yourself from all that\u003Cbr \/\u003Eis old. The old religions, the old political ideologies,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe old human being -all that is old, you disconnect yourself\u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom it. You start life afresh, from scratch.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe revolutionary tries to change the old; the rebel simply \u003Cbr \/\u003Ecomes out of the old, just as a snake slips out of the old skin\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand never looks back.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe future needs no more revolutions. 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They are gain and loss, \u003Cbr \/\u003Epraise and ridicule, credit and blame, and suffering and joy.\u003Cbr \/\u003E If you aren’t aware of them, they will blow you away like dry \u003Cbr \/\u003Eleaves in an autumn breeze. For example, when someone praises\u003Cbr \/\u003E you, and that tastes sweet like candy in your mouth, you are\u003Cbr \/\u003E being blown away by the wind of praise.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EOne day in ancient China a young man thought he had become\u003Cbr \/\u003E enlightened.\u003Cbr \/\u003E He wrote a poem to his master about how he was not blown\u003Cbr \/\u003E by the eight winds. Then he sent it to his master who lived \u003Cbr \/\u003E300 miles up the Yangtze River.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EWhen his master read the poem, he wrote “Fart, Fart” on \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe bottom and sent it back.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe more the young man read those words, the more upset \u003Cbr \/\u003Ehe got.At last he decided to visit his master. \u003Cbr \/\u003EIn those days, the 300 mile trip up the Yangtze River was\u003Cbr \/\u003E a very difficult journey. As soon as he arrived, he went\u003Cbr \/\u003E straight to his master’s temple.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E“Why did you write this? he asked, bowing. “Doesn’t this poem\u003Cbr \/\u003E show that I am no longer blown about by the eight winds?”\u003Cbr \/\u003E“You say that you are no longer blown by the eight winds,” \u003Cbr \/\u003Ereplied the master, “but two little farts blew you all\u003Cbr \/\u003E the way up here.”\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EGary Zukav, Soul Stories"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/3202030993178176934\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/what-winds-are-blowing-youthe-eight.html#comment-form","title":"0 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Helminski"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-Y739KlbNe8Q\/TauogLQVbTI\/AAAAAAAAANE\/u9dBhMEPTNU\/s1600\/Sadness_640x960_3432.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"700\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAnyone who has probed the inner life, who has sat in silence\u003Cbr \/\u003Elong enough to experience the stillness of the mind behind \u003Cbr \/\u003Eits apparent noise, is faced with a mystery. 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This is the fundamental difference\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebetween the thinker and the mere man of learning.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe intellectual attainments of a man who thinks for himself\u003Cbr \/\u003Eresemble a fine painting, where the light and shade are correct,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe tone sustained, the colour perfectly harmonised; it is true\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto life. On the other hand, the intellectual attainments \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the mere man of learning are like a large palette, full\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof all sorts of colours, which at most are systematically\u003Cbr \/\u003Earranged, but devoid of harmony, connection and meaning.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/58\/107\/58107359_9c22113a0e5a.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe discovery of truth is prevented more effectively, not \u003Cbr \/\u003Eby the false appearance things present and which mislead \u003Cbr \/\u003Einto error, not directly by weakness of the reasoning powers,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ebut by preconceived opinion, by prejudice.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/58\/107\/58107359_9c22113a0e5a.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EAll truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. \u003Cbr \/\u003ESecond, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being\u003Cbr \/\u003E self-evident.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s03.radikal.ru\/i176\/1003\/18\/63a5c83dd66f.png'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EBeyond Good and Evil   \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EFriedrich Nietzsche \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EFinally consider that even the seeker after knowledge forces\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehis spirit to recognige things against the inclination \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof the spirit , and often enough also against the wishes \u003Cbr \/\u003Eof his heart--by way of saying no where he would like\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto say yes,love, and adore--- and thus acts as an artist \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand transfigurer of cruelty.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s03.radikal.ru\/i176\/1003\/18\/63a5c83dd66f.png'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EQuotes on Tolerance-Love-Openness-Humility-Truth-seeking-Growth \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/files.myopera.com\/myMariaaleksandra\/albums\/6033052\/085.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge chocolate\"height=\"640\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe intelligent and good man holds in his affections \u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe good and true of every land--the boundaries\u003Cbr \/\u003Eof countries are not the limitations of his sympathies.\u003Cbr \/\u003ECaring nothing for race, or color, he loves those \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewho speak other languages and worship other gods. \u003Cbr \/\u003EBetween him and those who suffer, there is no\u003Cbr \/\u003Eimpassable gulf. He salutes the world, and extends\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe hand of friendship to the human race. \u003Cbr \/\u003EHe does not bow before a provincial and patriotic\u003Cbr \/\u003Egod--one who protects his tribe or nation, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Eabhores the rest of mankind.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERobert Ingersoll\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/58\/107\/58107359_9c22113a0e5a.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EI have observed that the world has suffered far less \u003Cbr \/\u003Efrom ignorance than from pretensions to knowledge. \u003Cbr \/\u003EIt is not skeptics or explorers but fanatics and ideologues\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewho menace decency and progress. No agnostic ever burned \u003Cbr \/\u003Eanyone at the stake or tortured a pagan, a heretic, or an unbeliever.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EDaniel Boorstin\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/58\/107\/58107359_9c22113a0e5a.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003ELet me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethat I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ERalph Waldo Emerson\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/58\/107\/58107359_9c22113a0e5a.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EThe only man I know who behaves sensibly is my tailor;\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehe takes my measurements anew each time he sees me. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe rest go on with their old measurements and expect me\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto fit them.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EGeorge Bernard Shaw\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/s03.radikal.ru\/i176\/1003\/18\/63a5c83dd66f.png'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003EQuotes on Boldness - Openness-Tolerance\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='\u003Cbr \/\u003E http:\/\/img87.imageshack.us\/img87\/7476\/602bd47bb94e14928401501.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge lightblue\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EIf the future is to remain open and free,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewe need people who can tolerate the unknown,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewho will not need the support of completeley\u003Cbr \/\u003Eworked-out systems or traditional blueprints from the past.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMargaret Mead\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/1\/\/58\/107\/58107359_9c22113a0e5a.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EIt's a mistake to surround yourself\u003Cbr \/\u003Eonly with people just like you.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThrow off that worn comforter --\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand replace it with a crazy quilt of \u003Cbr \/\u003Edifferent and imaginative people.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThen watch the ideas erupt!\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EBetty Bender\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E"},"link":[{"rel":"replies","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/feeds\/6962001480456983874\/comments\/default","title":"Post Comments"},{"rel":"replies","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/inspiring-truth-quote-by-arthur.html#comment-form","title":"0 Comments"},{"rel":"edit","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6962001480456983874"},{"rel":"self","type":"application/atom+xml","href":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/feeds\/4739814251441728812\/posts\/default\/6962001480456983874"},{"rel":"alternate","type":"text/html","href":"http:\/\/tempepoetry.blogspot.com\/2012\/02\/inspiring-truth-quote-by-arthur.html","title":"Inspiring truth quote by Arthur Schopenhauer,Beyond good and  evil by Friedrich Nietzsche,inspiring quotes on tolerance,love and openness(inspiring and philosophical quotes)"}],"author":[{"name":{"$t":"Anonymous"},"uri":{"$t":"http:\/\/www.blogger.com\/profile\/09652536733620134629"},"email":{"$t":"noreply@blogger.com"},"gd$image":{"rel":"http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail","width":"16","height":"16","src":"https:\/\/img1.blogblog.com\/img\/b16-rounded.gif"}}],"thr$total":{"$t":"0"}},{"id":{"$t":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739814251441728812.post-7413585542310166438"},"published":{"$t":"2012-02-02T08:35:00.000-08:00"},"updated":{"$t":"2012-11-04T22:58:37.774-08:00"},"category":[{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Inspirational pictures"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Life poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Philosophy  and Ethics poems and quotes"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Rumi quotes and poems"},{"scheme":"http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#","term":"Spirituality poems and quotes"}],"title":{"type":"text","$t":"A Star Without a Name by  Rumi"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pixdaus.com\/pics\/1306163241uBL7ijf.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge gray\"height=\"660\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EA Star Without a Name\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003ERumi\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=blanchedalmond\u003EWhen a baby is taken from the wet nurse,\u003Cbr \/\u003Eit easily forgets her\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand starts eating solid food.\u003Cbr \/\u003ESeeds feed awhile on ground,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethen lift up into the sun.\u003Cbr \/\u003ESo you should taste the filtered light\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand work your way toward wisdom\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewith no personal covering.\u003Cbr \/\u003EThat's how you came here, like a star\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewithout a name.  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H. Lawrence\/nature quote"},"content":{"type":"html","$t":"\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/pixdaus.com\/pics\/1325087655m6LIPN2.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge dimgray\"height=\"550\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cfont color=yellow\u003E\u003Cb\u003E\u003Cfont size=4\u003EI am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. \u003Cbr \/\u003EThat I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, \u003Cbr \/\u003Eand my blood is part of the sea. There is not any part\u003Cbr \/\u003E of me that is alone and absolute except my mind, and \u003Cbr \/\u003Ewe shall find that the mind has no existence by itself,\u003Cbr \/\u003E it is only the glitter of the sun on the surfaces\u003Cbr \/\u003E of the water.\u003Cbr \/\u003E \u003Cfont color=red\u003ED. H. 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Forgiveness is the only way \u003Cbr \/\u003Eto dissolve that link and get free.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ECatherine Ponder\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/content.foto.my.mail.ru\/mail\/neunivau2006\/_animated\/i-4762.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aqua\u003ETo forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe prisoner was you. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003ELewis B. Smedes\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=hotpink\u003EOne forgives to the degree that one loves. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EFrancois de La Rochefoucauld\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/73\/295\/73295821_10050512_23077906_Linien2097.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EForgiveness\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EJohn Greenleaf Whittier \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img-fotki.yandex.ru\/get\/5500\/routir.0\/0_3f340_bc5f3cc5_XL.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge green\"height=\"680\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EAn He painting\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=yellow\u003EMy heart was heavy, for its trust had been \u003Cbr \/\u003EAbused, its kindness answered with foul wrong; \u003Cbr \/\u003ESo, turning gloomily from my fellow-men, \u003Cbr \/\u003EOne summer Sabbath day I strolled among \u003Cbr \/\u003EThe green mounds of the village burial-place; \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/l5z1is51vov.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=aquamarine\u003EWhere, pondering how all human love and hate \u003Cbr \/\u003EFind one sad level; and how, soon or late, \u003Cbr \/\u003EWronged and wrongdoer, each with meekened face, \u003Cbr \/\u003EAnd cold hands folded over a still heart, \u003Cbr \/\u003EPass the green threshold of our common grave, \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/l5z1is51vov.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=orange\u003EWhither all footsteps tend, whence none depart, \u003Cbr \/\u003EAwed for myself, and pitying my race, \u003Cbr \/\u003EOur common sorrow, like a mighty wave, \u003Cbr \/\u003ESwept all my pride away, and trembling I forgave! \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/73\/295\/73295821_10050512_23077906_Linien2097.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EGood, To Forgive\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003ERobert Browning \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/zeblog.majest.net\/wp-content\/documents\/femme-derriere-un-rideau.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge ivory\"height=\"600\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EGood, to forgive;\u003Cbr \/\u003EBest, to forget!\u003Cbr \/\u003ELiving, we fret;\u003Cbr \/\u003EDying, we live.\u003Cbr \/\u003EFretless and free, \u003Cbr \/\u003ESoul, clap thy pinion!\u003Cbr \/\u003EEarth have dominion,\u003Cbr \/\u003EBody, o'er thee!\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=salmon\u003EWander at will,\u003Cbr \/\u003EDay after day-- \u003Cbr \/\u003EWander away,\u003Cbr \/\u003EWandering still--\u003Cbr \/\u003ESoul that canst soar!\u003Cbr \/\u003EBody may slumber:\u003Cbr \/\u003EBody shall cumber \u003Cbr \/\u003ESoul-flight no more.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=pink\u003EWaft of soul's wing!\u003Cbr \/\u003EWhat lies above?\u003Cbr \/\u003ESunshine and Love,\u003Cbr \/\u003ESkyblue and Spring! \u003Cbr \/\u003EBody hides--where?\u003Cbr \/\u003EFerns of all feather,\u003Cbr \/\u003EMosses and heather.\u003Cbr \/\u003EYours be the care!\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/73\/295\/73295821_10050512_23077906_Linien2097.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EMaybe not now\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003EUnknown\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net\/hphotos-snc7\/399736_198837060248322_1810629458_n.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"500\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=mintcream\u003EMaybe not now, but later on\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethe words you've said will be remembered\u003Cbr \/\u003Ethey will come back,\u003Cbr \/\u003Efull of meaning, and of truth.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/2966556699_1_7_ghpRhTie.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EThey shall return\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand they shall speak\u003Cbr \/\u003Eas though speaking\u003Cbr \/\u003Efor the very first time.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/2966556699_1_7_ghpRhTie.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=mintcream\u003EMaybe not now, but later on\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea heart will be changed,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea grudge will be forgotten,\u003Cbr \/\u003Ea hurt will be forgiven.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/2966556699_1_7_ghpRhTie.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EIn that perfect time\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhen a light shall be cast\u003Cbr \/\u003Eto help us understand\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhat we have failed to fathom before.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/2966556699_1_7_ghpRhTie.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=mintcream\u003EMaybe not now, but later on\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewe all shall walk upon one road\u003Cbr \/\u003Ehand in hand\u003Cbr \/\u003Eheart to heart\u003Cbr \/\u003Esinging together a brand new song.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/2966556699_1_7_ghpRhTie.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=khaki\u003EIn that perfect day\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhen we shall each otheres face\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand be glad that we were friends\u003Cbr \/\u003Ein that great journey we called life\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/thumbs.myopera.com\/sz\/colx\/princess234\/albums\/6762192\/2966556699_1_7_ghpRhTie.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont coolor=mintcream\u003EIn that day, we'll be looking\u003Cbr \/\u003Eat the same sky\u003Cbr \/\u003Eand we'll be dancing with one song\u003Cbr \/\u003Efinally seeing\u003Cbr \/\u003Efinally hearing\u003Cbr \/\u003Ewhat our hearts have known\u003Cbr \/\u003Eall along. \u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/img1.liveinternet.ru\/images\/attach\/c\/2\/73\/295\/73295821_10050512_23077906_Linien2097.gif'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=red\u003EForgiveness\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=white\u003Eby George William Russell\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Ccenter\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/hipish.free.fr\/comments\/sadness\/sadness22.jpg'g=\"\" style=\"border:6px ridge black\"height=\"500\"width=\"550\"\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lavender\u003EAT dusk the window panes grew grey;\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe wet world vanished in the gloom;\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe dim and silver end of day\u003Cbr \/\u003EScarce glimmered through the little room.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i28.tinypic.com\/nl62qp.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EAnd all my sins were told; I said\u003Cbr \/\u003ESuch things to her who knew not sin\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe sharp ache throbbing in my head,\u003Cbr \/\u003EThe fever running high within.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i28.tinypic.com\/nl62qp.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=lavender\u003EI touched with pain her purity;\u003Cbr \/\u003ESin's darker sense I could not bring:\u003Cbr \/\u003EMy soul was black as night to me;\u003Cbr \/\u003ETo her I was a wounded thing.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i28.tinypic.com\/nl62qp.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont color=cornsilk\u003EI needed love no words could say;\u003Cbr \/\u003EShe drew me softly nigh her chair,\u003Cbr \/\u003EMy head upon her knees to lay,\u003Cbr \/\u003EWith cool hands that caressed my hair.\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cimg src='http:\/\/i28.tinypic.com\/nl62qp.jpg'\u003E\u003Cbr \/\u003E\u003Cfont 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